Jake sighed impatiently as he looked nervously at his watch for probably the 5th time in the last 20 seconds. Of course, it's kind of hard to be impatient when your awaiting the arrival of a first date. Even more so when it happens to be a blind date set up by your best friend and his wife who just want "everyone to be as happy as they are". He was so sick o...
I thumbed through one of those glossy movie magazines as I waited for my slave to be prepared at Dominie House - known to its exclusive membership as "Dom House", of course. I was only reading it because the magazine had an interview with me, and was in the form of one of those Question and Answer things. The last question read: "And tell our readers, Linda...
Part 19 When Toni arrived home, she ran to the elevator and quickly went up to her apartment. She could not wait to get to her bedroom and her stash of toys and videos to release the sexual energy she was feeling. She thought of calling Antonio, but thought better of it, knowing he was unavailable tonight due to a family thing he was attending. She didn't w...
Tom Caliente was the hottest man of his age. He had the eight pack abs, the toned muscles, the full beard, tanned white skin, complimentary slicked back brown hair, and blue, gray eyes. He was the starting quarterback, pitcher, point guard, and captain of almost every sport you could think of. He was the hot shot everyone seemed to be dating, and he even bra...
The walk back to the condo was relaxing. Without the music and the dirty dancing we had a civil conversation and I was feeling more at ease. Besides, once we got back to the condo there was really nowhere to go and be alone. We went down to the beach and she and I talked for about thirty minutes. Then she leaned over and kissed me. When she withdrew, she sa...
Note: This takes place just before and then during the events of Housebound, Ch. 02. Katie had jerked and kicked like anything as her cheerful-looking captor had removed her from the back of the van (Why me first? she'd wondered, frantically), but he'd handled her with ease, as if anticipating every move she would make. She'd barely gotten a glimpse of the...
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Changing planes in Chicago is always tough, maybe the toughest. There are no direct flights from New Orleans to Montreal. I make the trek five or six times each year, and I never get used to it. (Hospital and cemetery duty and guilt. Nothing you'd be interested in reading about.) I walk half-way around the terminal to get to Gate 21 -- always the same gate...
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Chapter 3 of Futanari Note This is a fanfic. I have the original author's permission to do this, so please enjoy! (Check out sexgundam666, but if this is the stuff you like you probably have done so already) ~ The Futa Note was in front of me, I had a pen in my hand. I was eager to write a name, but who? Should I give a dick to a bully or someone I l...