Michelle shook her head; he caught her denial. No way, she thought, he's shitting me. He couldn't be. But... he is completely, unbelievably hot, and it's more than that- he's not even my type. When he went down on me, I came like it was my first orgasm again. And he knew what I liked. And I feel... a little weak. She did not need to think about how he alread...
McGee retrieved his leather bag from the trunk and joined the other team members gathered on the sidewalk in front of a navy blue townhouse. Gibbs was looking around as if searching for something or someone. "What's missing here? Does anyone else find this strange?" he asked. "Boss," said DiNozzo, "...besides the fact McGee is standing close to Ziva and h...
My name is Nancy and I have never considered myself to be beautiful, pretty, cute or even adorable. I am white and have been blessed with brains but I think I lack something in the looks department. I mean I have a nice body but I have a giant issue about my face. I don't have or have ever had a skin issue, but I just find myself to be unattractive. I date...
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 are used only for the literary purposes...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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 are...
Copyright Oggbashan November 2004/December 2017 The first two chapters were posted in November 2004. This is the final chapter. The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent spec...
As I write this both my wife and I are sitting in jail waiting to go on trial for murder. We are telling everyone we are not guilty of murder but I'm coming to the conclusion that what we say is irrelevant. It's irrelevant to the police and the District Attorney who think that we killed the young woman named Sandra Hamilton and nothing that we say or do is...
Chapter 16 The Morning AfterThe next morning they were quiet with each other. When Lauren was ready she zipped up her overnight bag and went out into the hallway, closing the door to her hotel room behind her. She turned and saw Carmen sitting on an upholstered bench by the elevator bank, with her overnight bag, ready to go. "Been waiting long?" "No, just g...
I don't typically post stories in the "Loving Wives" category, but that seems to be where this one fits best. It's shorter than most of my stories, so hopefully that will lessen the pain for some of you. The inspiration for this story came to me partially from a dream and partially from my own life experiences. It is a work of fiction involving several know...
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to Lara Croft or Umbrella Corporation. Capcom and Eidos do. IDs are checked at the door, and no one underage will be admitted and all that stuff. This story contains F/zombie nc, rape, snuff, necro and not really a whole lot of plot so bugger off if you don't like that kinda thing. Any feedback good, bad, indifferent can b...