This is based on the manga of the same name by Isutoshi Ihsa, with all respect towards the original. Sorry about the long absence! * "Okay... hair and glasses like this?" Sayoko Bizen scribbled slowly on a sketchpad, drawing a profile face which was starting to look like a thin woman with long wavy hair, and thin glasses. I blinked, watching her as she wo...
I was horny. Let's just be honest about that right now. I thought about cock a dozen times throughout the day. I would pass men in the street and imagine what their strong hands would feel like pressed against my body. I would watch them as they walked, or talked, or laughed, or casually lived their life doing a thousand different little things during the da...
Thanks to all who commented on the last chapter, the encouragement was well appreciated. Keep up the comments and sorry for the wait! * * * I looked straight ahead at the shower with it's glass door and the toilet and eventually the sink. The shower had rectangular cuts of white stone with gray streaks lining the walls, a rain shower head suspended from...
"She's a killer queen,gunpowder, gelatine.Dynamite with a laser beam.Guaranteed to blow your mind.ANYTIME!Recommended at the price,insatiable in appetites.WANNA TRY?"-Queen, "Killer Queen" Lords of Acid's "Lover Boy/Lover Girl" blasted from inside the club. Julie Andrews, no relation to the actress of the same name, stood outside; watching everyone get turn...
"She's really nice. We met her this weekend at the picnic. Her brother is on the planning committee with Tim." I continued to read the e-mail message from my sister, noting the phone number and name, Kristen. Apparently, she had just moved back to Chicago from Baltimore, where she lived for a couple of years. Every once in a while, I would find one of thes...
We travel by night to avoid enemy fighters: bomb-laden American P-47's, rocket-toting English Typhoons. Death angels. Twelve kilometers more. I can nearly smell Marie Colette's perfume sweat, bad breath, and sex through the road-dust clogging my straight, Teutonic nose. The long barrel jutting out ahead of our Panther G, a 75mm KwK 42 L/70 cannon, reminds...
Applebee Publishing was a small but well established publishing firm. Winston Applebee, the owner and president, was a shrewd businessman who had a good eye for young talented authors. He would sign them to long term contracts that would more than pay for themselves when the author had a best seller. In fact on the current New York Times bestseller list, thr...
He came on the cusp of a hurricane one night in Honduras. A tropical storm was lashing the coast in preparation for the true destruction, threatening the crops, and though I hoped it would stay my deportation, I was assured by my jailers this was not the case. My flight out of possible mortal end into certain death was scheduled for the next afternoon. How...
There is a clarity that comes at the moment of death, real or perceived, that people are just not ready to deal with. The white light, the tunnel, that's what everyone expects, the reality is far different. ............ Ian lay on the hard stone floor. The first things that came to him were the base senses, the cold, slowly creeping into his flesh where it...
Dorothy got a late call Tuesday afternoon from Tania to report to the president's office after work. She swore silently, why after work now? Wasn't it bad enough during working hours? Tania wore a mischievous smile as she led her into the president's inner office. She thought she knew the reason the sadistic woman was smiling. The whip was her way of venting...