Copyright © 2010, Surt, ALL Rights Reserved. There is no need to read 'WrestleMom Ch.01' as everything relevant to this story is explained at the start, though it is recommended as you will have a better understanding of what's going on. Feedback is always appreciated. If you want to send suggestions, responses, anything, please feel free to do that and I w...
7. Recording —— Harry woke to the sound of his phone alarm. He blinked and yawned, turning the alarm off. A slow, dimpled smile lighting up his face as he saw Charley sprawled out next to him on her stomach, her head resting on her arms, facing away from him. The sheets were at her waist, revealing the beautiful, honey-coloured expanse of her bare back....
(I'm so glad to see the story is still being enjoyed, thanks so much to everyone for the nice comments. In reference to wanting longer chapters, I hope you enjoy the length of this chapter and all upcoming chapters. Enjoy the drama.) .... Camilla escorted me out of the building and asked if I was returning to the castle. "I think I'll go home." "Are you...
On the sixth day of Camilla's ongoing nightmare in the Montreal aquarium, her naked body was hovering over the fouled water tank in what seemed a state of unconsciousness. The news cameras and lechers, always getting video of her endless gang-bangs from spirits, were wondering why she had been a particularly long time not waking up this time. "She isn't de...
One of the things I enjoy most about writing is all of the people I meet doing it and the exchange of ideas and info from other writers. The kindly delivered criticism and encouragement they offer fuels my desire to get better at it. I recently met a new writer who I truly believe is going to set this genre on fire. He calls himself "The End Begins" and he g...
"Dwell on the beauty of life. Watch the stars, and see yourself running with them." Marcus Aurelius, Meditations * It's an old story, really. Been told a few times too, I reckon. About an old man -- well, not really old, not quite yet, anyway -- but an old man who's followed his heart and run into a few potholes along the road more or less traveled. A ma...
Annie was dressed to the nine's, she spent an hour soaking in the tub where she shaved every hair off her lower body and now thoroughly relaxed, dried herself off and slipping into a large fluffy robe, took a seat at the dressing table. There she dried her hair and put it up in curlers. Spending an extra amount of time, she applied her make-up and once done...
I'll face the hellish realms, Camilla thought, but I'll still use Nigrovum to keep my physical body from decomposing; I can't bear the thought of my beautiful body getting ugly in that mortuary. With this other resolution in mind, Camilla removed the psychic barrier that had been keeping the spirits of Agape, Don Josiah, and Candice from entering the room E...
Hi, Thanks for all of the great responses to last week's story. It was as much fun to write as most of you seemed to think it was to read. And like a lot of you I still have that song in my head. This week I wanted to do something a little bit different for me. No gimmicks, just a story driven by the characters, and a question. I hope it's not too boring, bu...
Copyright © 2017 by Richard Gerald dtverson, a good friend, recently wrote a story using the play "Tea and Sympathy" by Robert Anderson as a backdrop. I have never seen the Deborah Kerr film, but I have read the play and seen it perform on stage. Something has always bothered me about the Anderson play. The main character engages in adultery with if not a...