Author's Note: Thanks for the comments on the first chapters of C&G. I'm happy to get the feedback, positive and negative. As usual, I write too much about characters (and maybe I put some plot in there too), but not enough about sex. So, if that's not for you, I'll politely ask you to see yourself to the door. For the rest of you, I will assume you've r...
Jeff Winters rolled his eyes but followed his wife's rushed 'tour' through the home. He knew better than to look to the Real Estate agent for help; the woman was already spending the hefty commission she was going to receive. "... perfect!" the dark haired young beauty enthused, "There's a view of the lake from the master bedroom... We can go out on a boat...
(c) Daniel Quentin Steele – 2010 Author's note: There is a real State Attorney's Office headquartered in Jacksonville. Facts about locations and elements of the office organization has been changed, because it makes for a better story. This time I'm taking a chance by submitting without Lady Pine Rose's input since she's tied up elsewhere so I hope readers...
This story is fiction. Please be advised that this fictional story involves exhibitionism, voyeurism, forced-sex play, and rough sexual contact between consenting adults. ***** I am one of those lucky bastards who is fortunate enough to work from home. I am a freelance writer, mainly of technical articles. I never know when a new assignment will come in,...
It was dark; there was a deep blue haze that infused the room, a foggy atmosphere surrounded me with the ghostly pallor streaming in through the window. It was like a blue moon thrusting its rays through the cloudy haze all around. I lay on a bed of satin sheets and pillows and rags, long lengths of fabric strewn across the surface. The only sound was a rasp...
Edited by Michael-Leonard. ***** Everyone has a calling in life; some never hear it, and others get two. "Simon, son of Jonah... you are Peter, and on this rock I will build My Church." Matt. 16:18 Prologue: Peter stood on the veranda and watched as she went through her daily ritual, her Tai Chi forms. Her movements were fluid and precise; each was a sl...
Thanks as usual to Mikothebaby for her tireless efforts and consumate skill in editing this story. As most of you know with my terrible punctuation and addiction to commas, without her you would have a lot of trouble trying to read this. * * * * * * There comes a time in every marriage when the bloom is off of the rose. Not that the love is gone or th...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling story and VERY British which has been divided into several parts for ease of editing and reading. The individual parts will make more sense if read in sequence as they follow straight on chronologically. Parts Seven and Eight have been amended and brought up to the present day and are now offered as a single rath...
"Sorry. Do you mind if I squeeze in here?" he asked. "Oh, no," she replied scooting over to make room. "I've never seen this many people at a Little League game before, have you?" "No. But this actually the first time I've watched one in years so I really don't have anything to compare it to," he told her. "Is your son playing?" she asked, sure he was old...
Chapter 6 - Checkups Dave sat in an easy chair in the home of Cory and Lean Donaldson, two members of the Atlanta Group. The home was on newly acquired private property on a large plot of land about halfway between Atlanta and Macon, Georgia. The land owner was Owen Bennett. Dave, Alice, Owen, Julie, and Cricket had flown up in Dave's jet on Friday afternoo...