My thanks once again to Blackrandl1958. This, like all my stories, is a work of fiction. I can almost guarantee that my references to the law, crime, and punishment will be met with criticism. That's okay. Most readers will enjoy it for what it is. *** She cheated for a reason ...She didn't want to go to jail I watched him unbutton my wife's blouse and p...
Humans, we are explorers, we yearn deep inside to go where no one has gone before. To tame new lands, to face new challenges, to discover new wonders. Inside each of us is an adventurer. In the real world there are no new mountains, but in UO there is more than you could dream of. New lands, new races, new sights sounds and smells. It doesn't matter who you...
Standard disclaimer; this is a serialized story, so if you haven't read the other parts up to now it won't make a lot of sense. Also for those who've been reading so far, the story takes a bit of a darker turn from here on, definitely moving into non-Consent territory, possibly branching into Erotic Horror. It doesn't get gory but like I said, definite ton...
My name is Emi Haneko Adams, a 26-year-old 4th generation American, half-Japanese on my mother's side and half-American on my father's side. My parents met at USC in the 1970s while my mother was an exchange student. With my "hapa" (half-Japanese) features, I was sought after during my teens and early 20s as a popular model in Japan, Hawaii, and California....
Oliver Stone looked up from his desk as his new secretary walked across the room and put something in his in tray. He wasn't a happy man. He had never had a personal secretary before and his expectations had been high. What he had wanted was someone young, smart and efficient to reflect his own image. What he had been given was a 43 year old lady who dressed...
"You are one - hundred percent correct, John - your father was Liberal - AND your grandfather was a Liberal, too!" he stated emphatically - as if it were something to be proud of. He reaffirmed what I already knew - that I was the only logical male in our families recent history. Mr. Jensvold took a bite out of his sandwich, chewed it slowly then swallowe...
Warning: There is no-sex in this story. Chapter 1: Our Shadow There is nothing like a cold December morning to drive the last vestige of sleep from my body. My glasses fogged as soon as I opened the outer door. I bent forward to retrieve my handkerchief and my peripheral vision caught movement to my right, it was not close by, perhaps some forty feet away...
Lily twisted her long hair up into a knot and fastened it on top of her head; long tendrils hung down in front of her ears highlighting her slim neck. "Ready to go?" Claxton asked from the doorway of her bedroom. Lily turned to face him and smiled; he was a good ten years older than her and was dressed in dark leather from head to heel. She knew her rich u...
Tom, a twenty-six-year-old programmer lived in a small city and worked for a young company trying to make its way in the world. He held the same job that he had earned immediately after college graduation and he had been living in the same modest apartment since then. He had built quiet a routine. Work and sleep dominated the weekdays and nights, Saturday co...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...