An author's rant. Hi folks. I know some of you detest author's comments and perhaps think the folly self-indulgent. But I've had many posts that suggest some actually enjoy delving inside my crazed head as I attempt to shed some light on what my story was supposed to achieve. So, for those of you who would like the insight, read on. The rest of you can s...
Jane was average. She had C cup breasts. She weighed 130 pounds, and was 5 feet and 4 inches tall. She had shoulder-length brown hair, though she's secretly wished to be a redhead. She wasn't all that curvy, she had a few freckles here and there... For the most part, though, Jane was average. Average as hell. She was excited, then, when she found something a...
(c) 2009 Karen Kraft All Rights Reserved The twins, Jane and June, were close. Very close. They had been since birth, or more accurately, since conception. Neither had any secrets she kept from the other, and they shared everything. Jane and June were symmetric dicephalic parapagus conjoined twins. Two otherwise normal lives were being led with surprising e...
A young woman with long black hair and blue eyes had already packed everything she wanted and needed for her trip to her new home. At the same time, her parents went outside to speak with her. "Hannah," one of them said, "We're so happy you got into UCLA, and we can't help but be so proud of you." Hannah Winfield, the woman off to college...
"Watch it!" Leila Spark turned toward the voice. She had been shoved by someone on the dance floor into an unsuspecting person. The girl behind her sneered, an uncomplimentary look for someone with too many piercings on her face. "Sorry. Accident." "Yeah, right! I should kick your ass, bitch!" The girl grabbed Leila's long maroon hair, tugging painfull...
The Sunday morning breakfast buffet was spread along one side of the dining room as the Father-Daughter pairs moseyed in for another round of re-pairing. It was the last day of this year's Total Woman Academy Father-Daughter Weekend. The final pairings would be made by father-daughter swapping with mutual consent. Coffee was the sought after elixir as the d...
Res Lycanthropi ("On the Matter of Weres") ~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~ This is background information for the 'Baxterverse,' the series of stories begun by lilgirlsix. She and I now write them together. Though I wrote this and am posting it under my own name, know that lilgirlsix has approved its content. (In our partnership, Weres fall under her jurisdiction. ^^) I...
**** CHAPTER 2 **** Though I'd fallen asleep with a gorgeous 18-year-old swimmer flanking me on each side, I awoke in my room completely alone. Glancing over, I saw that my roommate's bed was still perfectly made; Tyler must have hooked up with someone last night and never come home. No biggie, bed-hopping was an unofficial sport at the Olympics. Rubbing t...
Author's note: This vacuous stroker is total fiction except for places. All fictional sexual players are humans aged 18+ who avoid condoms. Tags: bisexual, multiracial, step-family, clusterfuck, Russian River, real estate, not incest, SUMMER LOVIN CONTEST 2018. If you object to any such, stop reading. Views expressed may not be the author's. Details may be i...
Rachel Roberts was at the top of her game. At thirty-two, she had endured - survived - the rigors of the feature circuit, made a pile of money through careful investments, and gotten out with her voluptuous body, sanity, and self-respect intact. Well, she hadn't gotten out completely. She still operated her web site, which would be a lucrative source of inco...