I couldn’t believe this was happening to me. I stood there, looking at the cell phone. Naked. Scared. And aroused. A stranger was going to knock on this motel door any moment now. A stranger, and I was going to let him have my mouth, my pussy, my ass. No condoms. Nothing. I will do whatever he asks. I will do it because that is what Daniel wants. And, it w...
The dictionary defines 'perverse' as 'being turned away from what is right and good.' I am a flag waving American vet, but in my country it has often been acceptable to be perverse. Carnage and sex come to mind. When I was nine, my mom and dad used to press a quarter into my hand and send me off to Saturday matinee. I saw wonderful westerns, mysteries, war...
Hello! So I'd just like to start by saying I WILL be continuing HOME. I promise. This story just crept up on me and demanded to be written. I honestly couldn't stop thinking about it until I typed it up at 4 am. I'd also like to thank my new editor, Nehkara, for being super awesome and helping me out.I'm forever grateful. As always, constructive feedback i...
MajOps B1: Blood and Fur Chapter 0 Noir, Sandbox, 2012 Stars glittered overhead like diamonds and it was dry here, the earth itself parched and my body echoed the feeling. Without moving my eyes from the target, I took a drink of water from my Camelbak. Someone, our medic I suspected, had tossed in one of the berry flavored electrolyte packets and I wrink...
A Rough Start I hate my husband. He is worthless no-count trailer trash. I, at least, come from old Louisiana farming people. Ten years ago, I was all of fifteen when a spring fling with the then good-looking pitcher for our local American Legion baseball team left me pregnant. We ended up at the alter marrying under the disapproving gazes of our families...
Lisa held baby Michelle while she introduced Silvia and Zach to the Pack members that were gathering for a midnight run in the back yard. She had silently warned everyone of the trauma and loss the human family had experienced on the road between Salmon and North Fork, and they could feel their fear and nervousness. The men stayed back, while the women and c...
Our thanks go to the numerous people from all around the world who have attempted to assist the author in preparing this story for posting. However like most files on his hard drive, it has been much fiddled-with since it was first posted on-line. Some readers might find this one a little difficult to understand, but is that unusual for a Wanderer story?...
I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. I'd also like to add that we don't always see eye to eye, they tell me off sometimes - well quite often really. Add to that, that I can't leave a story alone and play around with it once its been returned by them. Anyway I take full responsibilit...
Chapter 17 "Oh My God! JACK!" I felt dizzy. The man that was my husband that I thought was dead for nearly fifteen years is standing at my door in front of me. I said, "I can't believe it. They told me you were killed in a helicopter crash." Jack said, "I'm sorry, Nancy to spring myself on you like this but the reports of my untimely demise were greatly...
I am running. I am lost. I run down a dark, wet road. Someone is chasing me. Not sure who. I duck into some bushes, diving over a wooden fence. Who am I? I feel a bulge in my pocket. I pull at it. It's a gun. I notice also, there is a knife strapped to my ankle. I look around. I am in a neighborhood. It's all familiar to me. I think I have been to this ho...