This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Overhead the scattered clouds raced toward some destination that I couldn't see. I could follow them if I wanted, to the ends of the earth or wherever they those to stop and rain if it suited my fancy. It did not however. Rather let them go and fall where they may on what people they chose. So many other things were of much greater importance than a meaningl...
(This story was created at work with a fellow supervisor's creative imagination and my own. He created the demon, I created its tale. Written for Lucus. Thanks for the fun Luke) Kiss of Death (1) The Interview Begins "We're still not sure what caused his insanity but he is as humble and intelligent as ever. He still cannot be trusted though in a spark of...
Chapter One: Young lovers meet the Spirit of Halloween Past SILVERTON, NEVADA: Barbara hurried to her hall locker to trade her algebra book for her economics text; they only had 5 minutes between classes. Her best friend Gina was already there waiting for her. "Well?" Gina asked. "My folks said yes," Barbara answered with a small, wicked smile. "This is g...
CHAPTER 1 Richard sat on a marble bench inside the courtyard. A warm breeze ruffled the small trees surrounding him. He sat, back straight with his hat sitting on his knee. A dark walking stick leaned against his leg - a gift from his father when he was younger. Here and there little birds flitted through the slightly overgrown topiary, singing as they did....
I woke up to find Gayle was already pulling on his gray suit. He'd just showered; the scent of his lavender soap was strong in the air still. That was unusual that I would notice, I usually couldn't smell him. "Oh, you're up." Gayle said casually as he pulled his shoulder length chocolate tresses behind his shoulders tying a black ribbon to keep it in a sing...
The patient had been in the custody of Rubymoon for a little over four months. It had been some time since anyone had thought of it as "Dr. Smith". A C note had played hours ago, indicating the patient should be still. It knelt in the center of the room, staring blankly, not daring to so much as scratch an itch lest it provoke the buzzer. The patient was a...
"Thank you autospanker I love you, please spank me." WHACK! "Thank you autospanker I love you, please spank me." The autospanker did not comply. 373 had reached her proscribed limit of spanks without failing to properly present her ass once. "She really is coming along nicely," observed Dr. Desdemona. "A true model patient." 373 was panting heavily, her...
Twenty years ago we met, and although the timing wasn't right, I knew right then and there that someone special had finally come into my life. My name is Afaf Khan-Birrou and I was born in the City of Dammam, Saudi Arabia, to a Saudi Arabian father and a Pakistani immigrant mother. My father Omar Alzahrani never took care of my mother Amina Khan and I, and w...
"Entering the lobby, you'll notice one thing, I'm sure. The stink. Institutions such as Sunnyville were often under-funded and understaffed, not much unlike their contemporaries." The guide waited for insightful agreement that never came then proceeded limply, "This is intentional and part of the experience." She sucked in a long breath from outside and clos...