Disclaimer: the following is a work of fiction. It may contain scenes of violence, bondage and/or sexual situations which may or may not be consensual, and is intended for adult readers only. All characters portrayed in this story are adults. This work in not for profit and is intended as entertainment only. The author does not support or encourage violence...
Cassandra's evil grin got bigger as she began to slow down the car. She almost felt bad now as she knew she had kind of cheated, but all was fair in a bet, even if it was underhanded. Looking up the road as they talked she had spied two young Mormon missionaries riding up the road on their bikes and two more perfect subjects could not have been picked. If R...
CHAPTER 1 Renée Holloway chopped down two cogs in the five-speed box in her rebuilt 1995 MG RV, the V8 motor of the Caribbean Blue roadster burbled nicely through the muffler as she pulled up behind her elder sister's boyfriend's black Lexus. Rex pulled off Diane's lips to look nervously standing at his open car door as blonde Renée, casually pushing her d...
Here I was, back in the city, well an hours drive away in the suburbs, I had managed to find a small two bedroom house to rent for a while until I get things sorted out. I had managed to buy the basics, a little furniture, television, computer and other things, but in reality I had accomplished next to nothing in the two months since I had be asked to leave...
Ah, summertime in Atlanta, Georgia! Could there ever be a more perfect time of the year? I'm sitting out on our back patio on a summer evening, working on my second glass of wine and messing around with my laptop. A few feet away, my husband, Gary, is about to put the steaks on the grill (he's really a great cook!). What's that old song from "Porgy and Bess"...
In Chicago, I made a point of being the last one off of the train that early morning. My two small bags were all ready to go, as was Sean. How and what he packed, if he packed and where he packed it, I'll never know and probably don't want to know. After my recent adventure in the sky, I wanted to make good and certain that some Deseret B-Team wasn't now lin...
This story is dedicated to a fellow author, sound critic, and good friend – sirhugs. Thanks for being there to help out, with ideas, suggestions and support; this one's for you, mate! :D. Warning: This story is largely incest-orientated. If this genre is offensive to you, I strongly recommend that you do not continue any further. Please ensure that you have...
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...
G'day All and Happy New Year, Yep, I've finally got around to finishing another story. Hope you enjoy it. Thanks to John, who took time out in a very difficult period for his family, and Alvalanche for their help editing. I couldn't have done it without you. Cheers CharlieB4 All characters are the result of my overactive imagination. ***** I walked fr...
Chapter One: The ladies It was the monthly gathering of "Ladies Who Lunch," three women from the same small town in Ohio who had been friends since the first day of high school. Sherri was the only unmarried woman and had developed a taste for nightlife that occasionally scandalized her friends. Maria had gone on to a junior college, got married, dropped ou...