"Hey, honey,this sounds interesting!" Jenna said, as she read the small ad buried deep in paper. "It says they are looking for contestants for a new show. Big cash prizes!" "It's probably some kind of scam." he said matter of factly. But the fact was, they were deep in debt, and on the verge of losing their home, and they would jump at any chance, no matter...
**All characters are over 18 and FICTIONAL. **This is a SERIAL, like my other serial JUST IN TIME, so it is a running story. Please look for the following installments! **This is the FIRST episode so it might be a little slow on the erotic stuff but it will hit it's stride. * ~ * ~ * ~ * "Nate, you are probably the highest drafted white running back in...
III The radiant glow of a lightening bolt striking near by, brightens the room long enough for Clem, Jake and Virgil to see a huge man standing in the doorway of the bedroom. Jake points his flashlight at the door and shouts, "Who the hell are you?" "The last son-of-a-bitch you wanna fuck with, so I suggest you and your swamp rats get out now while you s...
It always astounds me how much Misty and her stripper friends spend on costumes. It is like an obsession with them and they own more outfits they only wear for ten minutes at a time than everyday clothes. Misty usually goes with her friends to a couple of stores that specialize in dance and club wear to buy them so when she wanted me to go with her to look f...
It was dark and cold. Zara felt his presence. He was here in her room. As she lay with her eyes closed she felt her covers lifted and a breeze on her bare legs. She felt warm hands on her calves now. They slowly moved upward caressing her. She felt the hands move upward, past her knees and on to her thighs. Zara knew she should open her eyes and see who th...
It could have just been my imagination, but the package felt warm in my hands; very warm. It had no return address, but I instantly recognized the handwriting in the address as my lovely wife's. I hurried back to my room to see what was hidden inside. The package itself was unremarkable; a yellow-gold paper mailer with a built in air bubble lining measuring...
There was no wake-up call in a flea bag like this, but Scott rolled out early to get 'in uniform' as he called it. Donning his rumpled trench coat, he grabbed a coffee and donut at a 7-11 on the corner. Even Thanksgiving Day held captive its share of employees, he thought. Another block and he found a pay phone on the relatively deserted street. Of course, t...
How it all began. It all started with a crazy idea. Sat in a public bar, Mick and I were simply bouncing ideas off each other for possible ideal jobs. He turned to me and said "the best job in the world has to be filming those porno stars" to which I replied "No... The best job in the world would be filming everyday housewives and their dirty little fantasi...
Autumn felt liked she'd blinked, and Thanksgiving had rolled by. Now Christmas was around the corner, it was actually tomorrow. Surprisingly it actually felt like the holidays in the good old city of the angels. There was a winter feel to the air, the air had that crisp fresh smell, homes had wreaths hanging on their doors, and the colored Christmas lights b...
(Fictional story about fictional characters) Leonard was puttering around in the kitchen making microwave popcorn, dressed in his favorite Star Wars flannel pajamas. The University of Nebraska was playing a prime-time football game against Michigan State and he had promised his wife Penny that they would watch it together. He couldn't care less about footba...