The Crescent City: New Orleans, the most lustrous, and infamous jewel of the south. Like the ancestors of old, the ancient city wears a masque that conceals her mysteries from the curiosity of outsiders. Known for her revelry and night-life, New Orleans has a multi-faceted persona all her own. Like a jigsaw puzzle, the city was long ago broken into diverse...
*****Antebellum Romance Story***** If historical romance is not your thing...skip this story. This is not a new story but an updated and cleaned up story I wrote almost a decade ago. This is story is only one part of the Childs Family Saga Series. ***** After a four hour bumpy carriage ride into Charleston, Seth waited in his room for his mother to gree...
All of the characters in this work of fiction who engage in sexual activity or the consumption of alcohol are over the age of 21. This chapter contains (in no particular order) depictions of heterosexual sex, lesbian sex, interracial sex and masturbation. Although this chapter contains characters from The Happiest Day of Her Life, it is not necessary to re...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanks to the eagle eyed reader who pointed out the geographical error in Chapter 11, that I've since rectified and reposted. As I'm typing this, Jessamy Beech Chapter 11 has so far received 16 five star ratings in a row. I'm flattered, thanks very much. I must be doing something right and I hope this instalment lives up to all your expectati...
Please read the chapters in order. There is a very important message before Chapter 1. Chapter 9 Awww, poor baby. Pam walked to the library to continue reading the book on dreams. I gave her cash to pay for lunch and for whatever else she needed then dressed and drove down the mountain to meet with Ron, my general manager. I made a mental note to call my...
****This is an Antebellum Interracial Fantasy Story**** Ruth still thought about the day she was sold to the Hampton Plantation. She figured she was about six or seven when the overseer burst through the door and grabbed her. She did not know why, but assumed it had something to do with her mother, as Master Jones was yelling at her about helping another ha...
Chapter 27—Media Circus II Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: I said earlier, Aunt Jo used to be punk/goth/grunge, or whatever you call it. Considering what she wears now, it is a bit hard to believe, but I've seen pictures and handled the Army boots. The gown she wore to the wedding ball seems to draw the line between before and after. Mom wanted Aunt Jo...
If you haven't read the previous installments of "Davy's On The Road Again", I suggest you read them so you can get up to speed. If you are too young, too prudish or not into reading about sex in its many combinations, then what are you doing here? ---------------------------------------- Hello, my friends. It's been a long season since we've communicated...
Finding Mistress Arlene soppingwetpanties This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. All characters are 18 y...
Part I From my window over the manufacturing floor I could make out the two figures huddled together at the far end of the #1 Line with their animated gestures and exaggerated responses. If the conversation limited itself to just that, all was probably fine. If it escalated then I would need the shop foreman to step into intervention mode no matter how much...