You wanted nothing more than to escape the life you found yourself in. Growing up in a lower class borough brought hardships that someone your age shouldn't have had to deal with such as working part time jobs in the afternoons and evenings, having to take care of the house while your parents were out working or drinking (usually drinking), and trying to fee...
F.X. Copeland came to the Deliosse's front door, lugging the massive box, and pressed the doorbell. A moment later, Santiva Deliosse answered. "Oh, good, Cope, you're here. That's the Zero-Wave?" Cope nodded. "Yep, Miz Deliosse. Works like a microwave, but in reverse. It's an innerustin' invention of mine." Cope lugged the box into the house. It was a big b...
Nibs wearily tried to stay polite with the touron on the phone. Nibs, since childhood had referred to most of the tourists who came to the Colfax Inn as combinations of "tourists" and "morons", thus "tourons. "That's right sir...We are near Lake Colfax. My family has owned the Colfax Inn since the seventeen hundreds...No, that's the Buttermilk River. Yes,...
"Tobias, you've got issues, my brother," Clara Mathieu said, sighing as she looked at the confused young Haitian man who sat on the couch next to her. As the Head Deaconess and Special Advisor to the Young People's Branch of the Righteous Life Ministry, it was her duty to counsel and mentor young black men and young black women and steer them in the right di...
Prologue I remember my sweet college days. It was the best time of my life. My virgin high school days were followed by a horny alcohol driven college life. I had numerous boyfriends, one night stands and relationships. Some did call me a slut back then. After my protected college however, I realized the world was brutal outside. It was depressing. No amou...
Lori became used to the chastity regimen, the occasional Nair, the wig (Miranda estimated only a month more with it), and continued dutifully teaching Josh/Lori's college classes on into the spring semester. She began to wish she could dress as Lori all the time, and when at college or researching in a library, sometimes ached to be feminine, and to look a...
Judy's hangover was severe, but she had little problem remembering the night before. We never talked about it in detail, but what happened that night made it much easier when I asked her for a divorce. I didn't demand anything from her but my freedom, and she actually seemed relieved. I think she already had someone waiting for her. During the next few mon...
This story is for a compilation of many different bdsm adventures. It was formerly known as latex adventures, but as chapters developed they dealt more and more with different aspects of bdsm, and less consistently with latex. Latex still exists as a strong element in many of the chapters, namely because I like to write about characters wearing it. I created...
Driving home, Darrell Plunkett certainly hoped that Bootsie had changed her mind. He knew that Bootsie was jealous of Thelma; Darrell's secretary was quite a dish, and sweet and charming in a way that his wife wasn't though of course Bootsie served Darrell's needs well. "You know it depends on you, Darrell." Bootsie had said, smiling the night before. "If y...
Henrietta "Honey" Hunnicutt was in a sore mood, and for Pengarth Tyll, her boyfriend, that meant that things weren't going to go well for anyone. Peng loved Honey to distraction, and enjoyed it that he could financially support and keep a gorgeous little would-be actress. But when Honey's career wasn't going well, she got depressed, and sometimes bitchy....