Another tale of the "wild west" and the characters that lived in that exciting time. Life was simpler then; a time of stark contrast, a world of black and white. But there were a few gray areas. This is a story of one of the men who lived in that world between black and white, between good and bad, and between the law and the outlaw. Constructive comments...
"Most of your clients will be men over 40 and many of them over 50. Is that a problem?" "No." "Would you date a woman?" "Yes." "Would you..." "Let me save you some time, okay? As long I feel safe, I don't care who the client is. Money is money. Any other questions?" "What limits do you have when it comes to fetishes?" "I don't know that much about the...
[note from the author: This is the latest chapter in a story that I've been writing over the past six years, with far too many breaks and delays in writing for my own liking. My apologies to anyone who has been reading and waiting! Chapter 5 saw two of our heroes, Tess Trueheart and Bree Carson - special agents in an elite spy agency called "Decider Enterp...
Thanks to Tigerssman and "UNK" for guidance on this story. The house was going to be tough on David, he wanted to post-pone dealing with it. Joy convinced him to go through and pick out sentimental items and deal with the rest later. Joy, Anne and Mei were working in the attic and found a steamer trunk just full of treasures. Joy said," David, can you pl...
Dear Readers Welcome to the conclusion of our princess' transformation journey. Thank you to everyone who took the time to comment and vote on the previous chapters. I enjoy and appreciate all you have to say. A great big thanks to AlreadyTaken for all her editing and insightful feedback. Her time and effort truly challenge me to be a better writer, so sh...
Chapter Thirteen – Sandro. Did she remember? Did she remember what remembering was? Time was irrelevant; there was no past, no future. Just this one moment – stretching tighter, winding up to a point of breaking, but never breaking. Her skin rippled as her spine arched. Hunger consumed her, but it wasn't for food. The gasping throats of her flesh needed...
This is a major rewrite of the first version of the story. Basically, everything except the beginning has been rewritten. I hadn't thought out much of how the world worked before I started writing, so this is an attempt to make it a little more internally consistent and to explain how the magic works. * Crossing the trading post's compound, I was quietly f...
Dear Reader. All the characters in this story are in the their 30's. They have been friends since their childhood days, hence there are occasional references to their teenage selves. However, any sexual activity only happens between adults. ----------------------- "Strip Poker? Twister? OK, how about spin the bottle?" "For goodness sake, Trudy," giggled E...
Chapter 6 The voyage went without any incident and the Easton Comet tied up at Southampton sixteen days after leaving Karachi, on a dull April morning. He boarded the boat train to London, marvelling at the green English countryside has it passed his window. At the reception desk of the Ascot Hotel, he passed over the letter the Prince had given him. W...
"So," Marcos said turning back to Queen di Sellis and looking around the women assembled. "Who do you think I should kill to set the balance back?" The Queen beamed and leapt into him hugging his chest his arms. "You're so understanding. You're like a breeze of reassurance that this dark time is finally over." The odd sensation of flesh contact alerted him...