I guess the first time was more or less my fault. We'd been at a party, and we both had a few too many, but I insisted on driving anyway. Worse, I had taken a joint with me for later use—it had, after all, been years since I'd gotten stoned, and I realized that I missed it. Jill wore one of those black halter top gowns made of a very light clingy material,...
Money Laundering On the drive home Joe talked almost constantly. Val sat silently beside him, mentally rerunning her adventure with the older man. God, she had been so easy. He'd kissed her once and she let him fuck her. Joe had talked her into it before they ever got there and it happened. And it had been so deliciously good being bad. They were about two...
Snake has Rachel, whilst Patrick dreams of the escape from jail his friends are planning and being reunited with his love. Tony dreams of rescuing Maria from the basement of Snakes coke lab, and Nash dreams of getting his hands on Patrick in revenge for being put in solitary. The plot thickens in this romantic crime thriller. In this chapter is some non co...
She had just cleared past the grape vines of the Mountain Castle winery and knew she was back on her mother's land for the first time in nearly seven years. Ally stopped on the side of the narrow, winding, graveled road up into the mountains in a fold between the southern slope of Mount Marshall and a shorter mountain called The Peak, northwest of the small...
I tied to do my best to make this tale as possibly good as i can but there might be a few errors. The story can be a little confusing at the beginning but i promise i will explain everything in the later parts. Until then just enjoy the story. ***** PART-1—SANDY'S MOTHER GET FUCKED BY DR. HARVARD BALLS DEEP AND HE TRANSFORM HER INTO SOMETHING ENTIRELY DIFF...
I was nearly done fixing my neighbor's broken dryer, sweaty as could be, as it was already unseasonably warm for an afternoon in April, Saturday to be precise, when the door to the laundry room opened behind me. I wrapped up the last of the repairs before standing up to face whoever it was, thinking that it was Daisy Eisenstein, the sultry soccer mom who had...
This is Part TWO of the Beach House story -- The first part was written back in 2010 but I had a request for more, so here's a little more. Thanks for the feedback! ***** I peeled off the ruin of my wet dress, tossing it on the bathroom floor in disgust. I glared at myself in the mirror. Water and wind had created a mess of my sable brown hair and the ta...
In Memory of Peg Free spirit, sexual mentor, and friend. Ghostwritten for Anne. All Rights Reserved The autumn wedding was beautiful. Simply and tastefully done, the glowing bride was the centerpiece in the university chapel. As the reception wound down I found myself nursing a beer at an empty table. The warm late September sunshine and a light breeze mad...
How Gupta built his commercial empire * It was in the last days of the British rule in England. Many English civil servants waited for their Indian replacements but as usual for the most technical jobs, the training of natives would take years... One of these civil servants, sq. Charles Cullogh had a lovely wife and two beautiful daughters. He also employe...
NOTE: This is an adult story. If you are not a legal adult in your jurisdiction, please do not continue. If frank depictions of human sexuality offend you, please do not continue. Otherwise, please enjoy. Together to Learn - The Rest of the Evening Pam looked around the room at the expectant faces of her friends. Thanks to her and Mitsy, and with Alan an...