Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual. please feel free to leave me a comment in the COMMENT Box at the end of the page. You see those big empty stars too? Maybe bump those up to five full ones? We wouldn't want them to be empty n...
Kylee Nash strutted confidently across the floor of the strip club. She had been having a great night dancing for a lot of men, making tons of cash and having a lot of fun. The club was packed and every guy there had his eyes on her. The blonde sex goddess was wearing a tiny purple club dress from one of her photo shoots that just hung loosely off her huge f...
It was a black night, the lone source of light came from two neon green lights seemingly floating across the field. The lights weren't floating though, they were walking mounted to the head of if not the world's most famous "archeologist" certainly it's most lusted after. She normally didn't care much in the way of equipment, a pair of pistols and enough amm...
Both the planet and its moon were rising, from the perspective of the asteroid. It painted the interior of the lab in soft white light, which Shimizu admired from her seat by the window. Her eyes had a dreamy, relaxed look about them as her mind wandered over the events of the last hour. As it finally settled on the image of Amy, bound naked in the other roo...
My version of Season 3 - Episodes 24 & 25. Fictional story about fictional characters. ***** It seemed to Pam Beesley that her life had come full circle, a full 360 degrees, and that she was right back where she had started that day a few years earlier when she had been hired as the Receptionist at the Scranton, Pennsylvania branch of paper company Dunder...
This is my second story on here, and as always all feedback is deeply appreciated. Hayley is one of my favourite celebs and I loved writing this story. I hope you like it! --------------------------- I paced the room, repeatedly looking out the window and glancing down to my phone, wondering whether I could actually go through with it. I think I wanted to...
A Sick and Twisted Christmas Present. To Luba, I hope you enjoy my twisted little alternative reality "fan-fic", Hugs, Cuddles, and Brutal Ravages...Timmah. Writers Note: I had intended to write this as a private gift to someone, who I shall call Luba. Needless to say, I decided not to let these stories mothball. I see this as reclamation of my loving eff...
I slowly turned left at the hotel. The headlights from the SUV danced across the snow-covered parking lot. We were hoping to get a couple rooms before the heavy snow made the roads completely unsafe for travel. But, just as I pulled into the parking spot and slid the gearshift into park, the "No Vacancy" light turned on. We couldn't believe our eyes. Just wh...
I'm a freelance writer who specializes in country and Western music and who has had articles published in most of the leading music magazines and I even had fairly successful sales of a book I did on the Grand Ole Opry in Nashville. But the one singer I just haven't been able to interview, and the one I've had a crush on for a long time, was Reba McEntire....
I have a thing for Britney Spears, what can a guy say? You can call her washed up, knocked up, whatever you like, but there's just something about her. December 15, 2003: A posting to New York was supposed to be good for Jimmy. More money (American dollars at that), a leadership opportunity, and a guaranteed raise on his next performance appraisal. But, as...