Ch. 1: I've Missed You Miranda was a special woman; she was perpetually 24 years old. Not because of plastic surgery, but because she was half vampire and half succubus. Miranda was despised by the vampire community because she could not turn someone into a vampire, she could only drink their life energy or their blood, killing them. The only way she could...
A little sci-fi tale that gets more complicated than it needs to be. It's mostly soft, with a touch of hard. Barely touched. Should I continue this one, it will get there. Enjoy and thanks for all the recent input, folks. I promise to get back to continuations of other stories soon, too. As for this one, it's so similar in theme to another I recently wrote,...
This story continues where "College Education" left off. For those who enjoyed Ben's first lesson, you should appreciate his expanded curriculum as well. For those who have not read "College Education," you will find it introduces Ben's wonderful innocence (perhaps unbelievable to some of you, but true) and some of Diane's promiscuous nature. Be advised, how...
I met my new girlfriend Kirsty while away on business. Kirsty worked as my waitress at the hotel I was staying in. Long story short we were flirting throughout my meal and ended up meeting up at a bar after she finished work. We hit it off great, we have lots in common and we ended up in my room afterwards. Once we got to my room she immediately stripped...
An Exaltation of Muse Ch. 02 N.B. This may not make much sense to you, but if you haven't read Ch. 01 it will make no sense whatsoever. Thalia is mentor to the frustrated muses assigned to writers who don't publish stories but comment freely—and frequently harshly—on other writers' stories. She has dubbed this unlucky lot Muses to the Overt Commentariat (M...
Masturbation toys sold exclusively online make it to the mall. Ah, it's Christmastime, a magical time, and a special time of the year. "Merry Christmas, everyone. Happy holidays. Happy Hanukkah. Happy Kwanzaa." Can you hear the sleigh bells in the distance? Can you smell the snow in the air? It feels like Christmas, doesn't it? Suddenly, I want to break o...
I can't believe I am doing this. It really is rather embarrassing. But, I guess I must. My sex therapist thought it would be in my best interest to get my thoughts down. He called it "an un-addressed letter writing exercise" and said it was very therapeutic in its own right. So, here goes nothing! I'm addicted to sex. There, I said it. I am addicted to sex....
"How could you . . . Forget when we first met in fourth grade. I stopped the bully from pulling your pigtails. I was happy you didn't make fun of my smile which had one front tooth missing. Suppress the memory of our first kiss. You were so excited that you had to run into your house and go to the bathroom for fear of wetting your panties. Ignore the fee...
Lonely, lonely wasn't the world. Painful maybe, but lonely didn't encapsulate the way he really felt. He thought it was funny, a little sad maybe. "Sad" he thought, that the happiest times of his life were also the worst. He had better lodgings now, a better life, but the years of pain that defined him had now left him behind. Armond, grew up as so many youn...
Ranting raciest, with posturing and idling, 'filth's only savor but themselves'. Two most noted TV and radio talk show hosts, Lush Limpdic & Shrill Oliely, a convicted drug attic and a hair follicle & eye tuck junkie. Gag Polter and Bat Roberts, the lists, continues with many more intentionally spewing misinformation, purporting, and spouting lies daily to...