Leaving the hospital with Trey, Megan ran the instructions from her employer over in her mind. “I need to stop at the trailer and grab some clothes for tomorrow.” Trey stated. “Ok.” Megan responded, tossing him her car keys. “You feel like driving?” “Sure.” Trey replied, catching the keys against his chest. “Sure, you trust me?” “No, but I’m tired so I’l...
LXXVISick and SoreEugenie2102 For all her life until now and especially after having travelled south to London, Eugenie had lived in fear and dread of gangs and most especially gang members. Wasn't gang culture just one of the many reasons why everything was shit these days? Rape, violence, theft and murder: no one could pretend there was anything virtuous...
Chapter Seven Ecstasy - 3735 C.E. There wasn't much that Beatrice ever actually needed. She didn't need to eat. She didn't need to sleep. She didn't really need anything apart from a regular and constant supply of sexual partners and there was no likelihood that she'd ever run short of that. But she did need a cover. Humans weren't supposed to be able to su...
Mary was anxious as she entered the big Southwind department store in suburban Seattle. She stopped and looked around as she reviewed what she had planned. She had never done anything like it before, but she needed the money. She took a deep breath to calm her nerves, then approached the counter that displayed expensive watches. The salesclerk asked, "May I...
Welcome to this new series of Stories, Which revolve around Murphy And his rules. Where what can go wrong, Will go wrong, At the worst possible time. And under the most worst-case scenario. Murphy at his best! Of course some have stated That Murphy was an Optimist! * This Story is Based Upon Twilight Zone Created by Rod Serling and In Conjunction Wit...
As I was going over the Cork and Kerry mountains, I saw Captain Farrell. He was smoking his pipe, his purse full of coins hanging off his belt. My eyes glittering, I went up to him, and said, "Good morning, Captain, fancy meeting you here." "Molly," he said, looking me square in the bosom, "I didn't expect to see you here, and so early. What brings you out...
Author's Note: In the previous chapter, there were a lot of complaints that I had deliberately misspelled certain words in order to convey the idea of the protagonist's Dutch accent. For that reason, I decided that, since the representation of the accent was no longer integral to the story (as the reader now gets a clear picture), I will dispense with the m...
Detective Sarah Hauser of the Johannesburg Metropolitan Police Department sighed deeply as she watched the medical tech zip up the body bag. There goes another one, she thought grimly. The body belonged to Claire Adewale, a Nigerian-born and Oxford-educated businesswoman working for Excelsior Enterprises here in Gauteng. Just like all the others, Adewale's b...
Elektra Perkins Fantasy: Alex and Elektra had recently moved into their new rooms, right next door to one another, each in their own for now meaning they could spend more time with each other. Alex had gone off to return the various boxes he had used to move his stuff, still being quite new to Elm Tree House. He and Elektra had become surprisingly close o...
Residing in Atlanta, Georgia, a young 26 year old upstart of a woman by the name of Jayla Williams has been hustling well in the seedier side of the Atlanta life. Jayla's ebony body was a sight to see when Jayla quit high school to become a dancer. Using her juicy ass and her 40DDD tits, this 5'7" beauty learned quickly how to manipulate men to meet her...