It was Friday and Stella Bonasera, Lindsay Monroe and Danny Messer were on a commercial flight from New York to Las Vegas. On the same day Gil and Sara were in route from Las Vegas to New York. Both CSI teams would spend a week in the other's city as part of an exchange program initiated by Mac Taylor and Gil Grissom. Gil was looking forward to spending some...
Bex Blake. Roz and I came out of our classroom at school, it was a cold day and we wanted to get home for a nice cup of hot chocolate. Since Tilda and Tommy were born, Milla and Mama were not working, so we could go straight home instead of going to Blake's Wharf. We looked for Maja. The little ones usually got out of class a little while before us, and sh...
I must have run the 'Hooch' road a dozen times and never noticed it off to my right. It was a small white farmhouse just to the Tennessee side of the old route that ran through the Great Smokey Mountains National Park. The road had several sections including the Old Cataloochee Turnpike but in the younger years of my grandfather it was all just the 'Hooch Ro...
Oliver Strand rubbed his podgy hands with anticipation as Amanda's carriage concluded the gentle twenty-five minute ride from her lodgings and came to a stop outside his house. She'd taken his suggestion as to her dress, and looked every bit as beautiful as he had anticipated. He had slightly known and been introduced to Amanda before she left the South fo...
Here's the last part if anyone is still out there. 11 DOTS MERGE. On the third day of the third month, on my birthday, and on the birthdays of my sisters and of all our children, I passed Jerry his third son. I admit I felt a bit silly in the pink sheer nighty, but hey. Jerry was so proud he cooed like a dove. I glanced down toward Pinkie's bed and s...
Please note, all the names are fake because I didn't want to put anybody in a bad position, and this, this is a story of that ageless concept. * It was a beautiful drop. We were no Golden Knights, so as rank amateurs we felt pretty proud at having managed to put together a six-man star. Actually, five men and one woman, but that woman might just as well h...
Three days earlier ... He hunched against the tree's bole, teeth chattering, listening to the baying to the north-west. The thin coverall wasn't going to be enough, he thought, feeling the hard, stinging flakes coating his hair and peppering his face. The snow had started with sleet four hours ago, and he was already soaked, caught too many times between th...
Connie's Weed, Part 4 — Revenge Blown Out Of Proportion A four part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to and ultimately beyond the siz...
AUTHOR'S NOTE : This WAS to have been my entry for the 2012 Nude Day contest, but things in real life took a sour turn and I wasn't able to complete it in time for voting/judging. This time, I promised myself that I would get it done to have it ready for this year's contest. I will also point out I have a lot of stories on the back-burner that I WILL get to...
This story is set in Pennsylvania in the early 2000s. It is a love story, so if you're looking for "Wham! Bam! Thank you, (insert gender title here)" please feel free to leave. Here's the usual disclaimer and preface stuff. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to...etc., etc. The story is my property, so please don't "borrow" from it. If you should h...