Note to readers. This story deals with a fetish which revolves around attractive women who smoke. Now before you go off half cocked claiming that's something no one is in to, do a simple search of the topic before you opine. There are many sites dedicated to this fetish and although smoking has become taboo in America as well as in other countries, the fetis...
Forward: This story was given to me as a challenge. Think of it as an alternate history to some degree. There are historical personages represented who interact with my invented characters. Feel free to ask which is which. There is plenty of graphic sex in this story, along with a lot of combat and violence. Just warning you now. Reviews and genuine critique...
Chapter 4: Destiny Ten years later It was a Sunday afternoon in June when Tyler McGhee, age 32, went for his usual Sunday run. He wasn't a runner by choice but one who valued the need to maintain his fitness and a healthy physique. Ever since his 30th birthday, running had become part of his life. At first, he despised running in all its forms. It didn't m...
For once, I was having a hard time sitting still in class not from the thrill of some sort of dirty sexcapade of mine and Lynn's creation. I could hardly contain my excitement! I was headed to the airport first thing the next morning for a two week long summer course in England with my World History class. There were only eight of us going, including the sup...
© 2020, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Janie sat in her kitchen, her hand gripping the pen tightly. She'd listened to the message on her answering machine at least a dozen times, the pit in her stomach growing each time she heard the soft, sweet, confident voice of the woman that left it. Picking up the note pad off the counter, she stared...
Monica Kelly smiled at her boss as she filled his ivory mug with steaming hot coffee. Albert nodded at her in gratitude. He was on the phone with an important client, and his dutiful secretary knew just what he needed. She poured in two teaspoons of sugar and two creams, just the way he liked it, and stirred. Although Albert listened to his client's words, h...
Never one to drink very much, Steve totally abstained from alcohol when the wedding party reached the old castle for the brief wedding party reception. He escorted Gwen to the various food stations while he observed his surroundings. He thought it odd that the wait staff wore heavy work shoes that were badly in need of polish. He had imagined that the weddin...
Suzie rolled over and looked at the time through the one eye she dared to open. It had been a big night, and she groaned thinking about having to go work. She had promised to try and be on time this week, but the beauty of working for her father meant that he forgave her for things she would never get away with if she worked for anyone else. She was unreliab...
2068, Rotterdale, North Carolina, in the north-east neighborhood of Sweet Loft * I feel like I should recap. How long has this shit been going on? A year at least, ever since my life started getting more interesting than the usual high-school drama. Plenty of that but you all don't need to hear about the sex-oozing hottie I was too stupid to stay away fr...
At work on Monday, things were once again running as usual, no one mentioned the Beer Bust, well almost no one, Mary cornered me when I was getting a coffee. "Would you like to know what I did this weekend?" Mary asked coyly. "Er...yes sure," I answered, trying to sound completely uninterested. "Well, I was recruited by a black pimp! I'm a real prostitute...