Author's Note: I apologize in advance for the feels at the end. The next chapter will return to smutsville! ********************* Tom awoke around 11 AM the next morning, having slept long enough to not feel the monstrous hangover his father was suffering at work that day. He turned onto his side, seeing Sydney by his side with a smile. "Good morning" s...
"I want to fuck him." The words melted into my psyche along with second glass of Blue Label. I swallowed and looked over her shoulder at the gentleman sitting four seats over by himself. His demeanor was unassuming. I looked in her eyes and they were glowing. She was glowing. I knew that look. I liked that look. I loved that look. She was getting hot and pr...
There was a knock on the thin wooden door. Mercedes was startled. Who could that be? It was too early for the postman and anyway she was not expecting a package. She got up from the table and walked to the door. The door creaked as she cracked it open and looked outside. A man in a suit was standing on her porch. "Rodrigo?" she asked recognizing a long no...
"Listen up, pendejo, don't tell me to go back where I come from when you people stole this land," Marianna Conchita Alfonso said haughtily, glaring at the annoying old White dude. He was wearing a red hat, yes, one of those red hats, and made a big mistake. The old codger presumed to lecture Marianna while she cleaned the food court at the Bayshore Shopping...
"Don't do that." She chastised. "Just let it go, please?" He didn't respond. She looked over and saw his jaw flexing and tightening from below. His unbreakable eyes were set on the trail ahead. It was written all over his face that nothing she said right then would change his mind. She shouldn't have even mentioned it. The last thing she wanted was for him...
It had been a long day but finally, after six hours of riding an old rickety bus filled with locals down the twisting mountain roads, they had come to the sea. To Alicia it was like entering the open arms of a large-breasted, warm-hearted, mother who welcomed her home. She was traveling light. Her new backpack was giving her trouble and she missed the old o...
May agimat ang dugo ko (My talisman is in my blood). ~ Bamboo, Noypi CHAPTER 1—Recover Yourself First Swirls of dust welcomed her footfalls, the motes of years dancing in the emptiness of abandonment. Haunted houses are scary, but condemned structures outdo even the psychological danger posed by restless spirits. Tala Bienvenido repeated her grandmother's...
Chapter 4, for your pleasure, dear readers. :) There isn't as much sexual congress in this chapter, but that is because the story needs more history to it for you to appreciate what underpins it. Chapter 5, I promise, will have more sex as the story moves forward. Enjoy! ***** Buhawi stopped mid-stroke, a sudden constriction of his windpipe and loss of a...
Charles and Diana and Tom and Lynda were relieved an hour later when they heard Jonnie's Camaro pull up in front of the Richards' home in Brentwood again. They walked to the window and saw Barbie climbing out of the driver's seat, Jonnie stumbling out of the passenger seat and both of them helping Megan and Brad out of the backseat. They all turned toward th...
On the ground floor of the Galleria Mall in Houston, Gavin Taulbe leaned against the parapet that surrounded the ice rink, watching two of his grandkids ice skating. His daughter-in-law, Graciela, stood next to him, tracking the kids' progress across the ice. One of the kids was hers; the other belonged to his daughter Geneva. Graciela had invited her becaus...