I wrote this in 2000, so it's been a while, but I thought it worth sharing: "It's been almost two years now since it happened, and I've managed to forget and remember it a hundred times over. He said he wanted me to remember - made a point of that - but sometimes it's easier and less painful to forget. Because remembering is one thing - but the longing to g...
Victoria and I were together, inside one of the more deluxe BDSM themed suites at Bound Kitten club. Roughly twenty minutes remained before the gang of six(the mega-lottery winning dock worker group) was scheduled to arrive. I had spent most of the latter part of the afternoon preparing myself. Victoria was dressed in a full body black fishnet catsuit with...
Author's Note: Sometimes I feel bad about writing short chapters. Other times, I feel that if a certain chapter was any longer, it would be a drag. I don't know. *** They figured it out within a few hours. On that embarrassing night when both Vidar and Muriel had been heavily drunk, they must have gone to each other, missing each other, loving each oth...
This is the twentieth installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache Chapter XI "…Top Floor, going down…" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Author's note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest gi...
"You know Alice I swear that hole gets tighter and tighter." Alice pondered momentarily then realizing His meaning giggled loud and long. "The thing is Hatter my boy decided to sleeve the thing in concrete. Thought a little sand and chalk would stop the rabbit's magic." "Why on earth did you ever decide to call him Jack? He doesn't bear any resemblance to...
The Party Continues Sheila and I lay on the aft deck for a while. We drifted off to sleep for a little while nestled comfortably in each other's arms. It was Cheryl's voice that roused us. "Oh, there you are! I've been wandering around the boat looking for you. I was afraid you'd jumped overboard." "No, sugar, we were just resting for a bit. What's up?"...
Melissa enjoyed walking along the streams in the woods near her home. At eighteen years of age she'd realized that her climbing steep slopes and rock-hopping were good for both her health and her shape, being a girl of quite generous proportions, but not fat. She was a member of a competitive callisthenics club and played both netball and hockey in her colle...
In the future, who cares when, a scientist has created an Artificial Intelligence hardware (or is it software at the same time) which can physically embed itself into any article of slime. Whether it was a jelly of some sort or even a toy slime, the scientist could install this AI into a slime by injecting or pouring said chemical onto/into a body of slime....
"It's a beautiful morning, isn't it, Miss?" After looking me over, his smile broadened, then – after pausing for effect – he asked in a slightly deeper, very confident voice: "Would you like anything else?" I just smiled, shook my head 'no', and collected my package. His attention was flattering and reassuring, no doubt, but I'm uncomfortable speaking with...
Chapter 20 He woke before her, feeling better than he had for a long time; maybe even better than he ever had in his life. He scowled trying to look mean as he stood before the mirror puffing up his chest and checking his biceps as though he was trying out for a role in Superman; seeing he had a way to go yet. He believed he was feeling better because of...