Chapter 9 It was a week from hell for Ryan.... without his car everything became a colossal hassle. He had to have his car towed-which he didn't have the money for-and he had to borrow his Mom's car. Besides all this, he had gone to the doctor about his wrist and had an MRI that revealed that he had damaged a ligament. The doctor put a brace on his wrist an...
Part One - The Ensemble “Are the socks ready?” “Oui Monsieur.” “Put them on the tray in the Hall.” I watched the maid leave the room. By heaven even I was turned on, that tiny skirt and those fishnet tights tottering into the Hall on stiletto heels. Two days getting ready, two days! Still, it’s what he wanted. No one could ‘dress’ the French Maid like Pa...
Early the next morning Sorrel awakened before Fletcher; a first she thought. She quietly lifted the covers and peered down at his man thing. Penises were strange things she thought; sort of fascinating, but really ugly to look at. His looked a little tumescent; not what she would call hard. It was semi-erect. She half giggled to herself; he had a semi. She...
Constance woke with a start, jerking herself upright in bed. Full morning sunlight bathed the room in a yellow light, filtered through the shifting light of trees. Outside, she could hear birds calling. She shuddered at the memory of last night. She remembered Whitham's triumphant expression as he took her; his sure thrusts, his muscles, his male organ. Oh...
My heroine's use of a pseudonym in the previous chapter seems to have caused some confusion. My character's name is Beverley but she used the name Brenda when auditioning and subsequently taking part in the making of the porn film. I hope this clears things up. As my story continues, I must confess I haven't yet decided on the final resolution of the story....
Scott Barrett envisaged his summer break would be non-stop partying and lying in bed all day. Scott was due to start at university in September but that seemed a long way off, as it was currently June. Scott was twenty years old, just over six feet tall and was also skinny. Scott referred to himself as lean as he hated the skinny tag. Scott was not an unatt...
The Trainer Part 2 – April's Story Prologue The room was dark and musty. A single small lamp in the corner - an antique to be sure - lit the room. It was furnished with things that would pass for museum pieces. The room appeared frozen in time, out-of-place and yet perfect for the moment. It had been so long since she saw him. It seemed an eternity since...
A Strange Friend A girl was sitting at the bench outside the Bus Stop. She was brown skinned, about six feet tall, and had long velvety black hair. She was waiting for her friend to show up so she could leave these humans before her inner demon decided he wanted to eat. Her name is Shekena-Volukar-Tinetsur, but the human friend she had made, Laura, calls h...
She was the lady of the manor, rich and powerful. Always knew what she wanted and made sure to take action to get it. She and her company had been working on gaining a contract with Gramie's Salt Water Taffies. It was hush hush, because of competition and few people on the company staff knew and so when the information leaked out Lady looked to her household...
Deacon clenched his fist, enjoying the temporary relief as he heard his knuckles crackle. He stretched his fingers admiring them temporarily. They were different from that of normal men. Long and thin, but not disfigured in any sense. Delicate, would be a word to describe such hands. Elegant perhaps would also be another word associated with it. Deacon stare...