Soma99 helped with proofreading and made some helpful suggestions. ***** Day 1 -- Union Station -- Toronto, ON It was just after 9:00 AM as my connecting train pulled, late, into Toronto Union Station. I was a little apprehensive, but the VIA Rail staff had assured me that they were holding the trans-continental Canadian train for me and a few others th...
This story begins in October 1999. Please keep that in mind as you read, as some references date from that period. Also, this is a long story, so if you're looking for something with lots of action and no plot, you might want to look elsewhere. Thanks! GGG Deanna was bored and lonely. She wasn’t a very popular student at her local high school, and while she...
Part Thirty Four white crosses on the embankment of a ditch. Four members of a family, hand picked for a purpose. As I had been? Picked for the Hellrider’s service, and for his ultimate downfall? Everyone but Deadman looked at me as I wept, wailing in an agony of regret; Stephanie stopped her ears and a couple of the dog-demons set up a consonant howling...
First let me say thanks to my volunteer editor Kjplotts, second this is a LONG non-erotic story. So if that's what you're looking for you should keep on looking. Also any fair comments are always welcome. * Being careful, as was his habit, to always keep a discreet distance from the events unfolding in front of him, the completely nondescript man observin...
Emmett stomps on the accelerator. Lyssa watches the dark landscape fly by, brooding. What the hell had happened to her normal, quiet life? She was now running for her life from a pack of werewolves, with a werewolf. [Dad.] [What now?] [Emmett's really upset.] Randall stops, growling and grinding his teeth as Ariel comes up beside him. She is sweaty, h...
I wasn't sure what category to put this story in. This is a story where a number of murders take place. In other words, this is a 'Who done it?' type of story. You may not want to read this story if you don't like this kind. A special 'Thank You' to my friend Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. Chapter 1: 'It was a dark and st...
Chapter Seven: I've been taken, Made into a Maid, Turned out as a Slut. Two days have passed by, it's Thursday morning. Today Master Gage and Master Martin are to arrive by 10:00am. I awake by 8:00am and my stomach is turning. I get up sit on the edge of my bed wearing my sleeping lingerie today it's a white satin full slip, white lace bra and satiny panty....
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Chapter 1 Britney Wertmuller, the pretty eighteen-year-old blonde, had been dreaming of this night almost all of her teenage life. Ever since Jack Rogers strolled into their ninth grade classroom. But he had locked eyes with Mindy Laporte and they'd been exc...
::Getting Noticed:: Just about every car Olivia passed as she tottered down King Street in her stripper heels gave her a toot and many yelled out of the window excited and unintelligible comments, some with hand actions. Olivia held her head high and her torn bra closed. Her pussy buzzing and aching from the abuse in the back seat of the police car just m...
After I found out that my son and his friends spent time online together chatting with women -- especially older women, watching the women on webcams and masturbating, I decided to go online and join them. Of course, I did this anonymously. During my first two sessions, I learned several things. First, I learned that my son's friends thought I was hot. They...