Chapter 9 Oh Crap! It's happening again! As Christmas approached, I got an opportunity to fill in for holiday relief at the yard and I took it. A few days work would pay for my gifts and I wanted to get something special for Shelly. I knew I could consult Mom, so I wasn't worried that I would choose something inappropriate. I decided to take one of my free...
The morning sun hit the side of my face, waking me up from a deep and restful sleep. I opened my eyes and found myself at home in my bedroom. Taking my time to stretch, enjoying the feeling of happiness that was bursting through my veins, the scent of Victoria connected with my senses. Moving my hand towards her side of the bed, I quickly realized she wasn't...
* * * Author's Note. This one is dedicated to my fan, Tony. Thank you for all your support! Wendy is getting impatient, in this story, her incestuous relationship goes a step further. You have been warned! IslandCove * * * The Guilded Lily Ch. 22: Older. * * * Slim Blake. Norman and I were sitting with Diane. She'd just put Charlie to bed...
Chapter 11 Dave's training continues For my second week of training I was to meet with Jessica for two hours a day. She was going to teach me the finer points of maid service. This included how to function at a party or formal dinner, proper etiquette, and how to dress properly. It was similar to attending a finishing school for young women. I still had my...
Hey, How's it going? Ever have one of those days when everything seems to go wrong? Yeah, me too. This one just seems to be the granddaddy of all of mine. Let me tell you about it. My name is Peter James Murphy lll, but everyone just calls me PJ. Had that nick since I was three. My Grandpa, Peter James Murphy the first, my Dad being the second, thought it w...
© 2019, All rights reserved -- mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Martina was fidgeting in the passenger seat, her hand clutching a large shopping bag. Her husband Alphonso was at the wheel, carefully navigating the rolling terrain of the Shenandoah Valley. "Step on it, honey. We're going to be the last ones there," she pleaded for at least the fifth time that he cou...
It wasn't at all like Nancy Cooper. The kids had grown, her husband, a career Marine Officer, had been gone overseas only a week for what could be more than a year. She liked to dress well. Today was an expensive fashion brand blouse and a just above the knee fashion brand billowing skirt. The two inch heels on the three hundred shoes accented the shape of h...
A word from Saxon Hart: Just a quick note for those who have read this one before. First; I have included the original ending after the story, no need to e-mail me for it. Second; While it was originally edited, I have gone through it and tightened it up. I saw many things that were missed in the original edit and I cleaned those up, as well as doing a few c...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. It contains heterosexual and lesbian sexual activity. --------------- ----------------- The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead (or just confused) is entirely coincidental....
Nine year old Ian Cale was about to die. The monster that had just butchered his sister turned its wild gaze on him and growled threateningly, displaying row after row of yellowish fangs stained red with blood. Its gore-spattered fur gleamed in the light of the campfire as it took a menacing step towards him, then another. Yes, Ian was about to die. The mon...