It had been a long, hot day – first a 60 kilometer bike ride through variously developed – or variously dying - bits of Berlin, complete with small, well-done on-site lectures by the three German women grad-student guides. Then, afterwards, a semi-obligatory trip to a local night-club – complete with ten-foot visibility due to cigarette smoke. Ugh! And aft...
I stood in the glass enclosure as streams of hot water caressed my shoulders. I kept thinking about that phone conversation I'd had with my husband. Sometimes when I'm stressed, a bath or hot shower brings clarity to my thoughts. Everything that happened these past few days had brought me to this critical crossroads in my life. I knew whatever I decided from...
Part I It's hard to fathom how much we change as we amble onwards through life, but I reckon that's why we have memories. Who knows where we'd be without memories to keep us company as we cruise along the home stretch? It's a thought worth pursuing, but I'm unusually grateful for my mine but have you ever notices how easy it is to hold onto good memories? B...
I had originally intended this to be a two part story, But I got so caught up in it that it begged to be told in one part. Hope you enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. ***** Lieutenant Mitchell called our squad together early one morning in late November. Mitchell was a newly minted second lieutenant assigned to our squad replacing a seasoned...
This is a work of fiction with a few elements of reality and more for connoisseurs of erotic stories and not for those looking for quick and explicit sex. *** It was a scorching summer Wednesday and most of the people in the office were looking forward to the long weekend. Only Thursday was actually a public holiday, but most people took Friday off as wel...
Chapter One The occupation of Sandman's Point had reached it's seventh year before the King saw fit to try and retake the desert town. Rachel supposed it was partially due to the town's strategic unimportance. Rumor had it that the Bloodmaw clan had taken it for the sake of having something to brag about than out of need of territory or slaves. That meant t...
When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the youngest traders at the Chicago exchange, I was becoming feared an...
Note: This story is a transgender erotic romance involving a dominant male and a shy, but very dirty, submissive t-girl. It's relatively long, it's a slow burner, and it's emotionally involved. It's told from the t-girl perspective. It is not a quick jerk-off story; however, if you're willing to embark on the journey, it gets filthy towards the end. If you'...
(c) 2009 by Thrillerauthor When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the youngest traders at the Chicago exchan...
Just a heads up, this story got rather long because it transpires during most of a summer. There was no natural place to break it up, so I just made it one long story. I introduce some new characters that will be a part of stories to come. I hope you will enjoy this segment and will continue reading as I add to the ongoing saga of Jane and Tony. ***** Than...