Phillip Johnson Chapter One Saturday morning I found her note propped up against the coffee pot. "Russ, sorry to do this to you honey, but Haley needs me right now and I'll call you about the first of the week and let you know how things are going. If an emergency comes up leave a message on my cell phone because I won't be able to use it in the hospital....
This is the third installment of a series. It would be best understood if the previous two installments were to be read first but hopefully it can stand alone. Character development and background will not be repeated in detail. All characters are over the age of eighteen when any sex takes place. ***** Timmy lay back on the king sized bed once shared by h...
-Dedicated to Jill- Note I: All characters in this story are 18 or older. Note II: The Act titles are lyrics from a song called Girls Like Girls by Hayley Kiyoko. Feel free to give it a listen as an accompaniment to this story. Note III: This tale features a mixture of story and sex, as well as the relationship between a girl and her transgender best frie...
The Daughter of Frigg Book 2 - A Sister's Heart From the Diary of: Megan Easter Gossler As told by: Owen Nomrist Dinner for Two - 8:00 pm - Moses Lake, Wa. Cheyenne caught her reflection in the window of the hotel doors. She stopped to admire herself and do a final check to make sure everything was in order. Staring back at her was a stunning, curvy wo...
This is Part Two of a two-part story. ***** Madi stared up at me with a look that was equal parts astonishment and embarrassment. "John Jameson, what did you just make me do?" As if it was my fault! Then, she sat up in bed and reached for me, but before her hands found my face, she saw the aftermath of her eruption and stopped in her tracks. "Oh god! I...
Chapter One They're changing the Guard at Buckingham Palace — Christopher Robin went down with Alice The words of the song my grandmother had sung to me echoed in my head as I left the conference hall into a crisp London night. London! There was a sense of magic to the place. My granny came from southern England and thought the city was the centre of the...
She climbs from the cab and as it drives off, stands swaying with fatigue. She is a pretty girl with long full brown hair, an exception of stillness in the crazy yellow of the street lights, in the shifting shadows and glares from headlights, in the din of engines, tires and horns. Three bicyclists barrel down the sidewalk shouting at her for standing so stu...
The Genoshan mess hall seemed even quieter than it was. When the Brotherhood had captured it, there'd been a feast. Human prisoners made to serve a banquet to their former captives, food whipped up and brought back to life by Good Doctor, who could revitalize a rotting cabbage as easily as a wounded arm. The taste had been exquisite. No preservatives, no art...