PROLOGUE: THREE MONTHS BEFORE The road was desert dusty; any driver would have known the end of it was off the paved path. The truck contributing to the dust had seen better years, and had a few worse ones yet to go. The driver was paying more attention to the bottle of beer the passenger was swilling than the road. The driver and passenger's skin was dar...
I want to thank The Torrid Temptress for taking the time to proof read this story for me. I hope you all enjoy the story. ***** The door that led from the small room into the sanctuary was opened a crack allowing us a view of the large room. We still had twenty-five minutes to wait so as I waited for things to get started I began to reflect on how I got fr...
Caitlin's log: Sunday, 10 a.m. I'm lying in bed with a terrible, nagging ache. You'd be forgiven for thinking I'd gone ten rounds with a Cabernet Sauvignon, but you'd be wrong. The ache was spiritual rather than physical, the apocalyptic realisation that for the third night running I'd lain awake for hour before falling asleep, contemplating all manner of th...
Here's the last part if anyone is still out there. 11 DOTS MERGE. On the third day of the third month, on my birthday, and on the birthdays of my sisters and of all our children, I passed Jerry his third son. I admit I felt a bit silly in the pink sheer nighty, but hey. Jerry was so proud he cooed like a dove. I glanced down toward Pinkie's bed and s...
*Author's Note: All persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Ritchie Harris wiggled into the leather seat of the Lincoln Town car. He actually wiggled, enjoying the feel of the plush seat and the butter soft leather. He loved the rich tan color and appreciated how the tan contrasted with the deep black exterior of the...
Woodrow Anderson (known by many as Woody) walked out of his employer's Ft. Worth, Texas offices at one pm after he had been given a promotion to assistant team leader. At 26 years old, he was the youngest employee to be promoted to that position in the company's 110 year history. He was given the afternoon off to pack and report to their Denver headquarters...
It was a beautiful spring day. I was busy working on my house. Being single and free, I had managed to save up and get this great home in an upscale neighborhood. It had been a bargain due to the previous owners had gotten a divorce and needed to sell it quickly to get things settled between them. My bank had lent me the money at a good interest rate and my...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual behavior are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. *.*.* His first job was as an instructor at the University of Louisiana at DeGarde. When he waddled into the classroom, glasses sliding down his no...
August 1916 Return to the Fold The RE8 was steady at 10,000 feet above the front. Phillip stood in the rear cockpit and scanned the skies for any sign of enemy aircraft. He had been back on the squadron for four days and this was his eleventh patrol. The Huns seemed to have more and more Albatros D IIs in the area now and 14 Squadron had been among the firs...
Read to me (pt. 1): Little Bulls (The first instalment of several. Natalie and Pierre continue to explore their deep and dark desires.) Natalie undid one more button. There. Her breasts were art, Pierre liked to say. Two soft pendulous balloons of flesh against the loose white cotton of her dress, nipples pointing. Classic. She leaned forward, balancing to...