Every precinct has a captain. Precinct One of the Female Erotic Police Squad was no exception to that rule. It was commanded by captain Athena. Her mythological name was the effect of her parents classical education and her exotic looks - of their ancestry. Athena's mother was Samoan and her father - Japanese. The captain had a light brown skin, slightly sla...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is a re-written version of the story originally published in 2017. This story takes place decades in the past. I leave it up to you, dear reader, to decide the year. The story has been fleshed out more, and includes several more pages of content. If you enjoy this story, please take a look at the other stories about Shari and Velma. As al...
When Ana returned to our quarters I was busy preparing for what the morrow would bring. "You were a long time, my darling," I commented. She came behind me and kissed my neck the way I loved. "Is that a new perfume my love?" I sighed. "I believe it is called eau de Tania," she laughed softly. "You saw us didn't you, you bad girl? Did you play with yourse...
Hello, there. My name is Charlene O'Brien. A five-foot-ten, lean and wiry young Irishwoman with long blonde hair and pale blue eyes. I'm twenty years old and currently reside in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm a Probation Officer with the Brockton Municipal Court system. I'm openly gay, and live alone in an apartment in Brockton's South Side. This s...
Amy sat with her bare bottom planted against the cold linoleum floor, legs partly splayed. She was breathing heavily from the excitement of mere seconds ago. Her arms propped up her shaking body behind her, though they were as unstable as the rest of her. Amy's fingers tensed against the floor; she took a deep breath and then relaxed, stretching her legs, he...
The name is Catherine O'Neill. I'm a six-foot-tall, good-looking, blonde-haired and gray-eyed young white woman living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. I'm athletic, short-haired and tattooed. The toughest Butch Chick this side of New England. I attend Antoine College, a historically black private school with a student body of thirty eight hundred per...
As I told Ana, I could not quite share the joyfulness of the population. Even if the Mongols fell for the story that we were going to surprise them via the mountain passes, we still had to beat them on the Plain of Yerevan, and that battle would not be joined for at least three days, and possibly four. Yeghergis still lay open to an attack, and we would not...
The following morning, mom and daughter awoke to the nudges of two native women. They placed a bowl of fruit and water on the mat and then left the hut. Liz and Julie ate in silence. Neither knew the other was thinking about the previous day's events and particularly the sexual pleasures they had experienced. Both were embarrassed by their thoughts and were...
Christina took a break from her housecleaning and relaxed on the sofa with a cup of hot coffee. She was about to turn on the television when the telephone rang. Christina picked it up and answered with a friendly, "Hello". The commanding voice on the other end of the line was Ms. Naomi Evans the school principal. Ms. Evans announced, "I realize that it's S...
Kat returns to The Springs with Roberta. Animal finds something lost. The Circle comes full circle. The Dark Ones try again. They brought as many containers as they could carry. They totaled thirty gallons of water from the falls. Ana had them dribble it out in a small steady stream all around the bed and breakfast. "Why are we doing this?" Lynn asked. The...