Chapter Four - Mommy's Home "Why Equine semen?" Silvia stared at the screen. "What?" Penelope turned away from her whiteboard and looked at Silvia. "Horse semen. He put horse semen in her this time," Silvia sighed. "Ok that might not help identify our perpetrator but it adds more data to his signature. As you know, some serial killers like to engage with...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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...
(Author's note: This is going to be a multi-part story. This first chapter is relatively light on sex, but there will be a lot more action in subsequent installments. Everyone in this story is at least eighteen years old) (And a quick shout-out to ErikaKane for her editing assistance with this story. Couldn't have hoped for better.) * I turned eighteen a...
Wednesday dawned, the start of the third day living with the FBI. It turned out to be a day where so much happened so fast that it is hard to describe. I awoke again with Grace's body nestled into mine, the fluids from our lovemaking now dry and sticky on our skin. I showered, shaved, and then kissed her on the forehead before I left at 6:30 to go to the ope...
I was sitting at a table in one of the many restaurants on this ship, looking at Sydney Harbour as the ship slowly moved towards the open sea. I was reflecting on the rush I had to travel one thousand kilometres from Melbourne to Sydney in time for the midday departure of this cruise. First, the rush by taxi to the Greyhound Terminal for the overnight bus to...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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...
Written as a commission. "OK, seriously, what are we doing here?" asked Gabrielle Union, hoisting her designer sunglasses and surveying her surroundings. "What do you think we're doing?" replied Jessica Alba. "We're getting a drink." "Yes, but why...here?" said Gabrielle, wiping a thick layer of dust from a nearby table and peering at her dirtied finge...
June 2016: University of Washington, Seattle, Washington "Lachlan Dale James, mechanical and structural engineering." Lock shook hands with the university official he'd never seen before, turned to face the audience, flipped his tassel to the other side, then hollered out, "Love you Mom and Dad!" as his parents cheered loudly for their only child. True to...
It has long been said that time flies when you're having fun. It could not have been truer for Ashley. In the blink of an eye, Florida State's orientation was upon them. For the three girls who were attending, it was a blast. Well, at least it was outside of the obligatory campus tour guided by a grad student, who was "volunteered", or especially the securit...