Written by: J. Jasper Martin {Original Story inspired by: Alissa Wilkins} In Loving memory of Kevin Smith Greatly known for his role as Ares in the hit TV show, Xena: Warrior Princess. "You will truly be remembered by those who truly appreciated you for the wonderful way you entertained us in your perfect portrayal of the God of War. Thank you from the...
Author's Note: I love Country Music. I know for many you are hanging your head and saying 'why Red... why?' I really like George Straight's song She Let Herself Go and I started a series with that title, but the woman in that story is different from this character. The character in She Let Herself Go is just as special to me, but as I looked back and reflect...
Copyright ©, 2003: Canadagander. All text in this story is created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. ____________________ Writer's Note: You might call this piece a posthumous submittal. It was originally intended to be the sequel to 'Diane's Mind'. For various reasons, "Kathy's Night Out With the Boys" was submitted first, and...
"Jeez Aliandra, you a cat girl or something? Why the ears and tail?" I asked her as she squirmed under Amadias teasing digits. "I wanted something unique and cute, plus I love cats and always wanted to be like this, now I can," she replied as she jumped away from Amadia and rushed behind the couch, Amadia pouted and slumped into the couch. "I see, but I wo...
Having learned from experience we ate a light dinner before our night out. My glowing blonde beauty sat across from me. The arms length space separated us from our neighbors eating, blissfully unaware of the controller in my pocket dictating the speed of vibration responsible for my sluts blushing cheeks. Having enjoyed our dinner we headed to the party. We...
I'd like this story to be dedicated to "Alissa". * "You've reached Malina Moonstone, Intergalactic Bounty Hunter," her machine proudly announced, in her voice. "What is the nature of your call?" A thick, electronic voice countered. She tapped the screen and the words fell silent. She didn't care what it was. She'd deal with it later. She was busy. Bounti...
A few months ago myself and my long term submissive celebrated our 3 year anniversary. We have evolved past our original Dom sub dynamic and are now more or less a couple. For our 3 year anniversary we decided to go away so we got a dog sitter. That was the first time we met Tina. Tina was 18 years old. She was a petite thing with almost no tits. She was b...
I hear the sound of the front door close and glance at my watch. “Hi, baby,” I call out. “You’re home early.” No reply but I hear the sound of your keys hit the end table and your footsteps on the hardwood of the dining room floor. No response… Hmmm… he must be grouchy, I think. Turning on the faucet I pour a glass of water and gaze out at the backyard. Ju...
24, July 2000 Dear Isabelle, Maybe I should tell you how damn tired I am, I can barely sleep, I can barely think straight sometimes. The talk is of how they tear you down before they build you back up. What the hell do I need to be broken down to a singled cell organism for? Shaved head, new boots, and a weapon. That is what I have been molded into, move...
Monday morning Sara, Shannon and I were on the highway heading back home to the ranch after a very good sales week at the rally. Nigel and his four girls were following close behind us in a separate van that they had rented to make the trip from the Twin Cities to the Sturgis Rally. Nigel's girls were going to entertain my cowboys for the next two days and...