68. The dresses are here. On the fifteenth of August, Dycke received a phone call, from U.S. Customs, to advise him that six very large boxes had arrived from Paris, and were waiting to be picked up. The boxes were inspected and approved and all customs duties had been prepaid. Dycke asked the agent, "Would they happen to be dresses?" The officer said, "Y...
Author's Note: Hi ya'll. Sorry for the long time between updates but life has just been getting in the way. I've worked on this piece night after night for weeks, many times falling asleep with my laptop in my lap. Anyways, here it is. And it's a long one. And, as Thane will tell you, there are lots of problems to be solved. Thanks for reading! * She w...
Notes: This is the second part of a five part series called SUMMER SINS. Each part will have 'Purple' in the title. It takes place three weeks after the 'Green' stories of Summer Secrets. You don't necessarily need to read Blue or Green to enjoy Purple, though if you do enjoy it, you might want to go back to the beginning. This episode of Summer Sins feat...
This one is the closest to a true story as anything so far. As always, comments of all denominations are welcome. ***** Julie Brown was something special. Opinion was universal. She was bright and worked hard, the teachers respected her. She was a great swimmer, so the coaches loved her too. She broke records and kicked ass in inter-school meets from her e...
Chapter One As the blistering sun paused midway in its race toward California, Austin Wyatt looked out the window of his room on the 23rd floor of the Peachtree Plaza at the red-dressed hills that evaporated into the sweltering summer haze and was glad to be inside. He looked forward to his next task in Minnesota, where the air would be clear and the ten-t...
Author's Note: Second edit pass complete! Check out my bio for details. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~Julias~~ There were robes and ashes everywhere. Julias just stood there, eyes wide, and his gaze panned over the room of dead silence so profound, he could hear the rubbing of fabric from Beatrice as she stepped behind him. Damien — he presume...
*All character engaged in sexual activity are over the age of 18, in case it's not obvious or mentioned. *This is a long story intended to span many chapters, please go back and read the previous chapters or else this won't make a lot of sense. If you are looking for a quick fix this probably won't be for you. This story gets violent and reads like a jumble...
Last Thursday morning I rolled over, rubbed the sleep out of my eyes and smiled when I saw James walking into the bedroom with my breakfast on a tray. I sat up and he placed the tray over my lap. I had visions of the day in my head and thoughts of this evening's playtime with Gavin, my newest lover, were dancing around in my brain. James and I had been talk...
It was a beautiful sunny afternoon in early December. Ian and Sienna hiked their way across campus to the parking lot that Brandon picked her up from every other day after creative writing. It had become a habit of Ian's to carry Sienna's backpack for her. At first she had objected, but on those rare occasions when her back really was killing her, she apprec...
Standard disclaimer. "This story is entirely fiction, fiction, fiction! Characters in sex scenes are eighteen years old or older, as should be you the reader, if not please move on. All characters and occurrences are imaginary, any resemblance to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. All references to; current events, locations, buildings or organ...