Sasha let out a sigh as she closed the door to her family's home for the last time. She was leaving it behind, putting her past behind her. Sure she was afraid but with time and with her dear friends she would get past the horrific accident that had led to her parents death. Her hand rested on the knob and she smiled, a tear falling down her cheek. She hande...
During our naked mixed-wrestling sessions, I tend to "accidentally" fart in front of my boyfriend Steve Salomon, for, ahem, competitive advantage. Works every time because my favorite Haitian stud is exceptionally vulnerable to the toxic fumes emitted by my thick, round and absolutely mesmerizing all-natural Somali woman's derriere. I'm wicked like that, wha...
XLIX Foreign Shores Diane 2043 "It doesn't matter however much I enjoy making love with you," said Diane, "it still feels wrong." "Because we're both women?" wondered Lakeisha who was spread out on the sheets beside the vicar. "Because I'm in love with Doris," Diane replied. "It's not as if you're living together, is it?" said Lakeisha. "Didn't you enjo...
Authors note: I'm not sure if I wrote this or not, it bears all my trademarks; horrible exposition, cliche porn star bodies, and a one sided beatdown with light cuckoldry. Either way, once you get past the clunky rules it's still a short, fun read. It was Saturday night at 8 o'clock and the first two matches were mixed couples tag team. Greg and Daisy...
Plot wise the next couple of chapters are going to be a bit slow. But don't worry, they'll pick up. ;)This chapter, and the next are more violent than the previous two chapters. Hey, a slave's got to be punished. :) Enjoy. ~~~ Chapter Three The twins standing in front of me fidget. "Slave Calisto, come here." The girl squeaks, walking over to me, looking...
Córdoba, Argentina The trek up the stairs takes almost thirty minutes to scale. There are no other doors connected to the stairway except for the one at the top. A wave of relief courses through them when Sam and Spencer reach the top—not only because the climb was over but because no lights came on and no guards appeared. "This is almost too easy," Sam sa...
Dave Little had spent a lifetime trying to live down his name, and it had not been one of his stellar performances. He was the son of a south Miami stripper, and was certain that one of mom's frequent male visitors was his father. He had learned young that the only thing a father figure had to offer was a slap on the side of the head and a liquor-soaked bark...
IXThe Good SeedGabrielle2039 Farming is a business like any other. It may also be a vocation, a life-style choice or even one of the few remaining outdoor occupations, but the one thing Gabrielle knew for sure was that farming is a business. Although she had sympathies with the principles of organic farming and rather distrusted Genetic Modification, what...
She stood outside the slate gray building, silhouetted against the early morning sunrise. Glancing at the engraved business card in her purse, she paused before ringing the buzzer on the wall. The heavy door swung open and she stepped under the arch, casting one last look behind her at the world outside. A long corridor, floored with marble and subtly lit,...
Anne drained her cup and glanced around Wendy's sitting room. It wasn't unusual for her to have coffee and cake with Wendy on a Thursday morning, but this was no ordinary Thursday. It was Maundy Thursday and this year the Queen was coming to distribute the Royal Maundy to local deserving senior citizens at Woodchester Cathedral. Although Wendy wasn't a recip...