Lucille and Bruce (Part 1. Introduction) This story is total fantasy and has no relationship to real life or experience. There is no underage sex or cruelty. ***** It is difficult to understand how Lucille and her husband Bruce Ross had ended up being so involved with one of the local lads, Brian and his mother Mrs Alice Miller. The families were such opp...
Every man reaches the point in his life where he says in the back of his mind, "I've had enough of this bullshit." It had taken me more than a few months of constantly counting to ten, biting my tongue, turning my cheek, and walking away to find myself at the point I found myself in. It would not take much to get me to the boiling point. I am a patient man...
I had dreamed about sex for a long time but actually doing it was a whole other thing. You see I was brought up a Catholic good girl. Catholic schools and prayers were a way of life for me. Not to say I didn't think about fucking all the time or hadn't learned the classic Catholic girl blow-job to appease my boyfriends but all-in-all I was a good girl and a...
Mike looked at his watch reluctantly. It was Sunday evening, 5:15. He promised he would be at the church at 6:00 for Mass at St. Mary’s Catholic Church. His best friend, Dane had spent the past year converting to Catholicism and tonight he would finally be accepted by the church. He had met a lovely Catholic girl and wanted to be able to have the church wedd...
Note: This story may be offensive to Catholics. It messes with convention and blatantly contradicts and challenges the Catholic Church. It also presents a Priest as a masochist and a sinner. If any of these things offend you I urge you not to read this story Special Thanks to SimonBrooke (found through the volunteer editor program) for being my editor on t...
A Journal By Faith Lehane. Disclaimer: I own neither BtVS/AtS nor Rizzoli Isles, they belong to their own respective copyright owners, and willingly forego any financial remuneration for this work of literary fiction; I will not accept a single red cent for this, or more- I will accept only praise, not any financial payment at all! Summary: Faith writes in...
February 7, 2027 The New York Times Book Review Sophie Nakamura, Chief Critic MY JOURNEY By President Mark Robinson 560 pp. Random House. $39.99. Did Elle Macpherson destroy a presidency? That's the impression one can't help taking away from former President Mark Robinson's new memoir, "My Journey," released a little over a year after Marty Fox's "Fu...
I am not a Catholic so please excuse me if there are any errors I have written in this story regarding that church or how it operates. I'll start by saying I'll admit to being on this earth for over sixty years. In my younger years I liked the girls and they seemed to like me, even if I didn't look anywhere near the guy that the girls took second looks at. T...
My name is Marguerite Bonheur Sinclair, and I'm here with a story to tell. I was born in the City of Montreal, Province of Quebec, on January 2, 1961. My family has been in Canada ever since the region of Quebec was called New France. I'm as French-Canadian as the fleur-de-lys itself, which kind of bothers my friends when they find out about my preference in...
In 1970 I was constantly on "restriction". It wasn't that I was bad; I tried hard to be as good as possible. I wasn't sneaky, was still a virgin, and despite having 4 sisters and 5 brothers, was able to keep up with housework with the help of my friends. The Catholic school was almost next door and I referred to our neighborhood as "a Catholic ghetto." For t...