Having explored the Cruise Liner and discovering no life on board Sabbath Black and the Angel version of Cameron Scott albeit most likely of darkened aspirations found quarters. Cam led her to what was referred to as the Palace. Essentially the Presidential Suite in the memory of a certain Mouse Creator. Luxury at it's finest. Even in the faded light both co...
Daniel watched people. It was a habit. You see, Daniel was a writer and he liked to observe human behaviour. He said it helped him reach a level of realism he had never managed to get to before, in the old days when he drank all the time for inspiration. He was unable to drink these days thanks to the doctor making booze blasphemous, but it didn't stop him w...
Her bedroom certainly wasn't what Jack was expecting. The floor was littered with piles of clothes, the bed hadn't been straightened out in weeks, probably not since her mother had left her a week earlier and tiny lacy things were hanging lopsidedly out of drawers and off door knobs. But really, Jack shouldn't have been surprised, in all his months of watchi...
Your heels click along the tiled marble floor of the foyer in a flash hotel in London as you head towards the lifts at the far side. As you walk, your mind flashes back to last week and to the sealed package that arrived at your home from me unexpectedly. You open it and find at the top a handwritten note, written on expensive cream paper from me. "Cally, We...
The cougar stalks the watering hole, desperate with hunger. Her wound is old — but deep — from a hunt gone horribly awry in her youth. She seeks out the weak and the injured — the easy prey that will not put up a dangerous fight. "Yes, I'm at the bar, Jackie. I told you that I was going to go have a drink." Dave paused and held the phone a...
In some ways...some ways...I am un-noticeable.... I mean, I make myself 'noticeable,' but it doesn't come naturally...not like two of my friends—Chanel and Majik.... Right there, you need to pause...contemplate—get a little 'Shakespearean' with me, huh?.... 'What's in a name...?' Stop there! Cuz you gotta conjure up what's goin' on when you call yourself 'C...
Wanted: A writer needing to have an Alaskan adventure Continued, revised, and rewritten from Chapter 01: As soon as he ejaculated his load of warm, oozy cum in my mouth, he said the words that I had been waiting to hear. "I love you," he said. As if I misheard him or as if I imagined him saying those words in my sleep, I stopped sucking his cock to liste...
Author's notes: This story jumps the shark a bit and makes reference to technology that is more fantasy than science fiction in nature. A word of warning... a bit of gender bending is involved. This was based in part off from a dream I had. It is unlikely that a sequel will be in the works. This was kind of a one-time thing... nothing more. **************...
Foreword This is strictly a Maledom tale of erotic activity. The first chapter sets up the action The naughty bits begin with Chapter Two. * Chapter One -- Rest Brenda McCain was a driven woman, no doubt about it. She worked far too much and she did not take good enough care of herself. She insisted on micromanaging as many details as she could, of any...
I drove James back to my dorm room, and we talked idly; I nearly wrecked more than once because I couldn't keep my eyes off of him. He was a dream incarnate, sitting next to me making funny, caustic remarks about this town I was only now beginning to think of as home. "This reminds me a lot of Germany." I glanced over at him, grateful for an excuse to do so...