As the Police Jeep slowly drove away with poor naked Amanda seated up in back like the Homecoming Queen in a parade, Christina asked Cortez for help. Unfortunately, Cortez did not want to get involved. Fearing that he could get arrested for his part in the scandal, Cortez came up with a pitiful excuse. Cortez said that having him plead Amanda's case could m...
Pt. XI: The Queen of Hearts Hours later when Jack, Kim and Sam arrived back in Las Vegas, Jack wanted to meet with Thomas Peterson immediately if not sooner. He did. But Peterson wasn't talking. He was dead. The three left immediately for the police impound garage where Peterson's vehicle had been taken. Detective Jimmy DeDad of the Las Vegas Metropolitan...
Mario had 20 stacks of files to scan and email. He gave half of them to June and tried to walk away but she stopped him. "Mr Cortez you need to finish this." she said pointing at the files. "No, I'm fucking done. You do this. I mean what do you even do hear beside sitting on your ass all day?" he questioned her. "Well that's what a supervisor does. I che...
Amanda Rivers and Christina Flood were both kindergarten teachers in the Midwest. The girls often ate lunch together and they really enjoyed each other's company. Amanda and Christina went out to dinner or went shopping with one another, but they were conservative girls that didn't frequent the local hot spots. There was a three-day holiday weekend early in...
The sun rose over Ontario, bathing Canada's most populous Province with its pale light. I rose with the sun, as I always did. It's a habit I had since my days in Florida. I grew up in the Little Haiti area of metropolitan Miami, the son of proud Haitian immigrants David and Marie Saintil, a corrections officer and a cab driver, respectively. My name is Jacqu...
Welcome, Joe and the Jael alphas meet their end. Javon fights for his life. Iyoka knows who Geraldo is. Jael gets a new name. All characters in this story are above the age of consent. Happy reading. IR2R ***** Cortez, my office now! Javon ordered as for some reason he felt the other man's rage. Gustavo and Gernick rushed to the medical center and pull...
There was nowhere in the whole cluster quite like The Redhorn Saloon in the port of Cortez, that rocky industrial outpost that clung to the outer borders of Commonwealth space. The booze flowed freely, the old gamblers who propped up the card tables were easy enough to part from their cash, and the girls there were talked about on every ship in the sky. Th...
Notes: Story request/idea from a reader, which I liked and wrote; hope he likes. Also thanks to a friend, agent13, who helped brainstorm ideas for what to put in the story. Anyway, feedback is always appreciated and welcome, either through the forums or my email on my profile. English is not my first language, so forgive any minor mistakes. Disclaimer: T...
When last we left Alexandra and Jamison, her introduction to Jamison's lifestyle had just begun. He has explained some basic concepts of BDSM to her and given her a 'tasting' of what she can expect. Jamison has initiated Alexandra with a light play session and her first punishment for breaking rule number one: Always tell the truth. Her punishment came in th...
Thunder boomed through the air. The rain had been non-stop for days, and now it was at its worst. Alexandra's clothes were completely soaked, but her long brown hair was in a ponytail so it wouldn't get in her face. Her tank top and shorts clung to her olive skin. Her deep brown eyes surveyed the landscape. At least the summer air meant she wasn't chilled b...