(WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!* * Vlad ~ "You actually expect me to believe my father, brothers and I have the genetic capability to addict every woman we h...
The dreams are different every night. A lush green forest last night. A cool oasis in the middle of a searing hot desert the night before. Last week I was on a boat. Every location is different. Each one is of a place I have never been to but seem to recognize in the dreams. There is only one constant. One thing is exactly the same night after night. I kno...
Craig liked to work late at the office. Left in peace he got more done, and when business was over he had time to himself. Time he put to good use. A superfast Internet connection let him browse his favorite porn sites without the endless delays and dropped connections he suffered at home on his ancient PC. He knew the company had strict policy on viewing i...
INTRODUCTION I hadn't intended to write this story yet – it was one that was in the back of my mind – but the recent attack on Camp Bastion in Afghanistan made me want to complete it. I just hope I haven't rushed it too much. I also hope it will be accepted as a very small tribute to those who serve their countries in faraway and dangerous places. Naturall...
There was no other way to describe the scene in my apartment than utter mayhem. My living room was in shambles, one brother on the floor totally incapacitated, the other being choked out by Tariq and me Pa was wielding a baseball bat and shouting obscenities. I had to intervene. I ran in screaming; "WAIT! DADDY WAIT! LET ME EXPLAIN!" It took me twenty minu...
I recently had sex with someone other than my husband, Frank, for the first time. What bothers me is that it was by far the most exciting sex of my life. It also bothers me that the experience has transformed my life in some dramatic ways. I am a forty-year-old mother of two sons. I have been married for nineteen years to a wonderful, caring and loving man....
***NOTE*** This story is part of my Trouble Texas Style series that includes Night Walker's Woman (complete), Tight Fittin' Jeans, Goodbye Earl, and Ready to Run. It will be appreciated more when reading in context with those. This chapter is like that review session the teacher gave right before the exam. I am bringing them all together and doing just that...
The rest of the day went by in a haze of anxiousness and meetings. I found myself staring at the office clock incessantly. Like anyone else, the act of watching time slip by is torture. The more you want the clock to move the slower it goes. Eventually, however, the clock wore down and with ten minutes left, I decided to leave early. Grabbing my stuff, I hea...
Stacy enjoys more footage of her husband with her friends and relies on it to see her through the troubles of her business trip. The threat of losing a major client because of her past weighs heavily on her as her coworkers continue to undermine her. *** To everyone who have become fans of my works, I apologize greatly for the long delay in between chapter...
Chapter 02: Marketa's Lesson Sitting alone in the sidewalk cafe, he drank his coffee trying to shake the morning grog from his head. A warm spring breeze ruffled the edges of the newspaper and he felt a presence silently standing across the table from him. He peered around the paper to investigate. There stood a very attractive older woman with an elitist a...