a/n: So... this has been roughly edited. I just want to get it out... I'm not 100% sure if low ratings have made me care less about "publish worthy editing," but it probably has (I do this for fun, not a profit). Or the fact that I might actually seriously re-edit and put this out as an ebook later for coffee $$)... ----- When Emma awoke, Greg was whistli...
Apologies to William Faulkner for paraphrasing his title for my tale. ***** Prologue I opened my eyes and saw my grandson Matthew standing at the side of the bed. "Hi, Grampa! Mom, Grandma, Grampa opened his eyes!" My wife and Matthew's mother jumped up from their chairs and joined Matthew. I'm certain I was smiling; but it was hard to tell what with th...
I placed this story in the first time series. It is relatively long. However, it need not be read in one sitting, as it actually involves a number of distinct episodes. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - It's Not Like It's Real Sex Melissa Andrews and James Fortune were 18 years old. They had been so for a number of months. Even longer than they had...
Mailgirl Number Thirteen winced as she accepted another blow. The sound of the paddle connecting against the bare flesh of her behind echoed through the locker room, and carried over the murmured conversation of the other mailgirls behind her. She was standing, with her legs spread and bent at the midsection over the spanking bench, just to one side of the l...
What happened? The last thing I recalled was... Wait, I don't remember anything. Who am I, and what had happened to me? Why is everything dark all around me? Why can't I move my arms and legs? Why am I not feeling any form of fear or anger at this very moment? Even when a person completely closes their eyes, some form of light should still be able to pass t...
Friday, February 14, 1975 He knew that he should have ignored the page but being a "go-to guy" in his department had afforded him preferential scheduling of service calls around his classes at UCLA all these years. When he had found a pay phone and called into dispatch the service call that he was assigned turned out to be on the way home, and from the d...
The Grade-Whore: Ch. 1 Bargain Accepted Author's note: This is a two-part tale of May-December romance, intense eroticism, and most importantly, overwhelming love. You are free to decide if you believe it really happened. But it did, almost exactly as I've described it here. BACKGROUND: ETHICS, LUST, AND SELF-DELUSION Everyone has hear...
Chapter 20 By Monday morning, I was the king of the school. Mr. Peterson went on about my no-hitter for three minutes during the morning's announcements over the loudspeaker, and even Mr. Smithson gave me a nod. Mr. Kennedy spent nearly a third of the class asking me about it, and telling me how sorry he was that he had stayed home to watch his beloved Red...
Thanks to mikothebaby for editing this story. * * * * * * Betty Sutton scanned the bar around her nervously. Though she'd done this many times before, she was always worried that she'd run into someone she knew. The chances of that were remote since she'd picked a meeting place that was a half hour's drive away from her neighborhood, but you couldn't be to...
Please read A Crossdressers tale part 3 before moving on to this story. *** I slipped out of the sticky lubed up rubber, rinsed it and hung it on the rail to dry. Knowing full well I'll need it over the weekend. A quick shower and I jumped into our very large queen sized bed and began to nod off. Soon I was disturbed by someone squeezing in at the side of...