Chapter 6 Delia pulled at Gareth's arms to drag him further into the pub, but Gareth cleared his throat, giving a warning look, his eyebrow arched. He smiled and shook his head, amused. "Oh," she hopped turning to Novak and bowed with half-hearted gracefulness, "Welcome back mi lord, hope yer travels were wit you." She then giggled and pulled Gareth's arm...
Spies, treachery and counter-espionage "Why would she note getting a Venereal Disease?" Deanne kept turning the question over in her head. The Matriarch had asked it when they were reviewing the information -- or lack of it -- that they'd gotten from Morena's ranch. And the question kept bugging her. Why would the premier Rancher of all the Districts,...
Fixing Adam's Problem That lazy Sunday with the erotic start was the beginning of another cycle of WIL. We were collapsing in on ourselves, peoplewise, at the same time we were expanding our universe of work. I spent the day finding games and other diversions to keep everyone's mind off the zillion things going on. Tense bodies needed the exercise, and by l...
Foreword This will be my first attempt at writing a story and as such, there might be some inconsistencies in the storyline, as I have no experience in writing fiction beyond occasional musings. By no means, will this be a short story and as such, if you are looking for a quickie you should probably look elsewhere. Everyone in the story is 18 years or old...
After Fanchon and her graduate student friend, Morse got in the house; Fanchon quickly went and switched on the computer web cam. "What do you think of this, Morse?" Fanchon asked. "This is my Wink's Wanking Web cam! Every night between nine and twelve my friend Theodosius Winkleburger masturbates for three hours in front of the camera, and I get to watch hi...
High summer had rolled in without warning that year, and everything seemed lethargic under the hot noon sun. It was the stretch of year between Memorial and Labor Day, the perfect time for all things outdoors. The lake was filled with boats, which motored along noisily in the distance. Tanners stretched across the beaches, taking in the precious rays that po...
Author's note: My uncle Ron died recently. While sifting through his files, I found journal folders marked MY STORY, containing accounts of his life. I have edited these accounts and will post them when I can. These stories include bisexuality, incest, interracial and mature and group sex, etc. All sexual activity depicted here involves persons at least 18 y...
Writers Note and Prologue This is the first chapter of another story from my life. This chapter is short, but this is just the beginning of a story that spans almost thirty years and takes eleven chapters to tell. The names have been changed, but the places and dates are close to when and where things happened. There will be some things that I will be writ...
Who could have known, what a simple camping trip could have led to. For those of you who haven't met me before, see my previous story (pets) . Basically, exposure to a mysterious meteorite had combined and altered the DNA of me and my two pets. The result, a alternate anthromorph form for me, and humanoid, 'furry' bodies for my dog and cat. By their 3rd year...
I wasn't born a werewolf. I was Turned, unwillingly. It happened 30 years ago. On August 19th, 1984, precisely, but taking a month or two out of the years won't bring my old life back. I was 24 years old when it happened. I was attacked by a crazy, rogue werewolf during a summer camping trip with friends in Banff National Park. We had expected bears in the...