The year is 2012. We're sweeping all your streets for your most beautiful women. Our occupation army of a million Chinese and other Asian soldiers has your populace well under control. We have successfully taken your nation intact. Capitalism is dead. My name is Major Chang and I have been assigned to a project of utmost importance to the party. With a full...
Note: This story is long. I tend to blabber a lot in real life and the way I write mirrors it. I would like to ask to be forgiven for errors as this is the start of my journey into writing erotica. I ask for patience as I learn. Also, this is not a quick read. There will be some sex but I tried to develop the stories' characters and ended up blabbing too muc...
The atmosphere in the Manchester Walker mansion was so cold and austere—and judgmental—that Ada could feel herself drying up and withering away from the inside. But this is exactly what she wanted; if she had known how to enter a convent, she would have done so. She wanted this cancer of sensuality inside her to be lanced and to flow away. The Walker sister...
The universe definitely has a sense of humor, retired schoolteacher Adawiyah "Ada" Abbudin thought to herself as she walked through the crowded halls of the Eaton Shopping Center in the City of Toronto, Ontario. Coming out as a lesbian at the age of fifty four, after being married for more than thirty years and raising a daughter and a son practically by her...
Ada was laughing and tipping a champagne flute to her lips as James Shaffer massaged her nipples with soap bubbles. They were reclining in George Vaughn's huge bathtub in the master suite of his Michigan lakeside house. It had only been three hours since Ada and George had stood on the train platform in Chicago and seen their nineteen-year-old son, Daniel, o...
Three years later... 'Ready yet?' Ada rolled her eyes at the exasperated brunette standing at the doorstep of her room with arms on her hips. 'I will be if you stop poking your head in here every two seconds. Now go wait in the living room, Jem!' Jemima gave a mini grumble as she spun round and walked down the hallway back to the living area. Ada shook...
Ada had grown into a strong, independent woman, spurred by having lost nearly everything, including her husband and two of her children, at a relatively young age. But she also had a weakness for men, a weakness that she fought, but never nearly enough if she didn't want to lose the fight. She was willing to admit to herself, though, that part of being stron...
Noir City. It is a place of broken dream and shattered hearts. It places where the hot lead fly and even hotter women roamed the streets. There a lot of dangerous women in this city. Recently star detective both private and professional were getting killed by various means. Some were ripped in two. Sam Slade was tracking the killer down. He ran up the fire e...
Thwack! The screen door slammed hard behind them as they tumbled into the kitchen falling all over each other in laughter. "Shut up!" Ada screamed at him, her voice high-pitched and cracking. "There's no way he really said that!" "Did so," Miles insisted in a sing-song voice, grabbing at her now, his hands poised to go in for the tickle torture. "I heard h...
At his own request, Frank Wolf was cremated, and Ada and Frank's surviving son, Jess, took the ashes up to the glade of the upper fork of Wolf Creek, where he and Ada had been married and, together, they scattered the ashes. Jess was a perfect gentleman, which Ada found quite surprising. But Frank had told Ada some time earlier that Festus's death had sobere...