Thanks to my editor, SexyGeek, for advice and suggestions. Berulia Berulia wandered onto the balcony, and looked at the town below. At eighteen, she was flowering into womanhood. Her long brunette hair, braided into a long plait, matched her eyes, dark, and brown. She was dressed in black leggings, and a pink top; not the usual attire of a lady, but comfor...
The sun had just set and Christina rose from the coffin she spent her days in, looking at the other coffin with a longing she knew existed in her being. She began hoping for the one night when she could seduce the man she loved into spending eternity with her... and her lips, full and pouting and colored as red as blood, slowly curled into a smile. Christin...
[Revised and fixed missing pieces 10/12/09] Sue struggled over which costume to wear to the *ADULTS ONLY* party for which we were already late. Though she favored a body-paint only getups, there was no way to do it right and dry in seconds. I jokingly suggested she could be ready in two minutes if she went in her long blonde wig and boots, otherwise total...
I tell you we're going out to dinner. You ask where but I refuse to answer, instead telling you to take off your clothes. I watch you wriggle out of your jeans, unbutton your blouse and shrug out of it, remove your bra and slide your panties off. I make you wait, naked, while I choose your clothes for the evening. I pay special attention to your lingerie, s...
Good evening Boils and Ghouls, and by that, I mean readers over the age of eighteen. Tonight's gory is about a man who is hoping to have the fright of his life, but soon finds that he is in over his dead and has bitten off more than he can goo. I would like to hacknowledge my deaditors MagicaPractica and margarita for treading through a terrifying maze of ma...
Consciousness is slow returning. The first thing Grubs becomes aware of is the vibrations of the deck plating he's touching, telling his bones that the machinery in the engineering bay is working away. No real sound though, which means he's not in the bay proper. So why is he lying on the deck? Memory returns in a rush, along with a brief flood of adrenalin...
JOB DESCRIPTIONS Hi there, my name is Igor Stiffpounder, and I'm a diener. No, make that a senior assistant diener. I was promoted last month. In other words, I work with the dead. However, most of my deceased helpmates just lollygag around and are of no help whatsoever. Sometimes I almost feel as though I'm working solo. That's one of the reasons I've go...
"Where are we? " asked Dawn when her eyes adjusted to the gloom of the room "You tell me sweet thang" said Faith snapping her gum and grinning "I dunno. You just told me to close my eyes and think of some place exciting and dangerous" said Dawn turning around to face the dark hair anti-slayer. Faith shrugged and reflected back to the events that had deliv...
One Halloween, I was invited to a party in upstate New York, I was divorced at the time and making up for lost time, so I decided to go to the party in hopes of meeting a woman. I'd never been to this part of the states before, so I was really looking forward to visiting a new part of this great land that we live in. The drive was uneventful, taking me close...
My Dear Readers, Disclaimer: What I write is fiction/fantasy/fairy tales for adults. None of my characters are real, no one was injured during the production of my stories and just like on T.V., they all get up when the scene is over, have a beer, remove the makeup and go home, ready to return in the next chapter, all the boo boos healed. Some spelling an...