A year ago, I posted what has become one of my popular stories about Dr Spencer Reid finding love and happiness in the arms of an old friend. I have received many kind emails about that story. I have toyed with several others over the past year, but found it hard to live up that same standard. Until now, I hope you enjoy this further tale of love at the BAU....
:) The mansion on 39th street had always been considered haunted by the locals. It had belonged to an ancient and power family - The Caervon's. The Caervon's had lived there for centuries. A secretive and very reclusive family, they had rarely ventured amongst the locals and families that resided in the large town not far away. They had been a well thought...
Disclaimer: All persons depicted having 'the sex' are over the age of 18. Some are more over than others. This story includes fat disgusting women who smell and taste as bad as they look, female body hair, facesitting, kidnapping, drunk driving, being drugged, forced piss drinking, and a really poor attempt at writing a hillbilly accent. Also, the author has...
I had known Brienne since 1st Grade. She was always moving in and out of my school district, and we were always friends when she was here. She played softball and had sexy, thick, muscular legs and an ass that went for days. She was maybe 5' 6" and weighed around 150 pounds. She wasn't a big girl at all. She was thick in all the right ways. Her blonde hair l...
(Thanks to everyone for the great feedback to my stories. This latest one is quite different. To everyone expecting another story of another thirty something milf and her horny teenage son you may be disappointed. This thirty something blonde finds her true happy place underneath and on top of young black teenagers. She eventually gets involved in a web of c...
Shannon Brennan was a handful. The pretty 63-year-old blonde was best friends with Terry's grandmother, Linda, and would often drop by unannounced for a "quick little drink," as she'd put it, which was anything but quick or little, pounding down scotch by the glassful and staying longer than Terry or his grandmother would like. The 19-year-old college stude...
**** This story takes place amid the gathering clouds of the period leading up to the War of 1812-14 and a little beyond that, ending about 1815, though this won't encompass all of that. I'll only focus on a few individuals and events. I've tried hard to get it right, but I can't guarantee anything. Some of the characters lived at the time, and as far as t...
After calling his little brother by his name, Brandon got a little pissed off when no one responded, "Damn, that boy is sleeping once again, man, can't he even stay awake for few hours at a stress?" He stomped on the floor hard on entering his little brother's room and was amazed to see even the loud stomping noise didn't wake up his brother, Kyle. Brandon...
After crashing at a friend's house for the next two nights, Kevin found himself haggard and hungry as he lugged himself across town to his Mother's trailer. Walking slowly through the grimy trailer park, Kevin smiled slightly seeing that his Mom's car wasn't parked out in front. "Still at work... won't have to listen to her Bitch for a while at least," K...
This is the fourth in my ongoing series of Batgirl stories, in which I try to explore the developing sexuality of her everyday counterpart, Barbara Gordon and her relationship with those around her, hopefully with a dash of excitement thrown in, for good measure. Grateful thanks to all those readers who have sent me feedback containing their suggestions and...