"Prepare for disinfection!" The airlock tech shouted over the din of the cycling atmosphere. The armoured figure inside the small chamber turned around as pipes in the ceiling sprayed ethanol onto its metal suit. The chemical remanent the outside air washed down the drain. Warm air flooded the chamber, now entirely clean of any outside factors that would be...
38. Cleaning Up Three weeks of sports, sex and workouts later they were finally back in orbit around Earth. The news of Sebastian's cowardly demise made it into the news, but was merely a minor story, it seems like everyone in the Federation were just glad he was of no further concern. Mark and the girls were getting impatient as they came out of FTL and...
Still unedited works, so apologies for any and all errors. Looking for a good editor. PIECES Ann and her sister Joan were driving back from their parent's house. John, Ann's husband, usually drove but he had been called into work. Ann smiled at Joan and said, "We should have driven the Miata." Joan shook her head and said, "And where would we have put all...
If I had a dime for every Haitian guy who came up to me wanting some of my sweet White ass, I'd be a rich woman. Unfortunately for me and quite fortunately for them, I just can't say no to my Haitian studs. My name is Erica Mont-Blanc and I approve this message. As a six-foot-tall, curvy and big-bottomed, blonde-haired and green-eyed Caucasian woman of Frenc...
Everyone knows high school cheerleaders can be little bitches. But since a new law was passed, bitchy girls could really become little bitches. This is the story of one girl's transformation for a stuck up bitch, to an obedient little bitch girl. Sarah was like most high school cheerleaders. She loved to party, tease the boys, make fun of the band guys, an...
First, there was the woodland trail, and birds singing in every tree. Jillian felt the dirt of the path between her toes, and her father's hand was warm in her own, large and calloused; comfortably, protectively cradling her small fingers. 'Daddy, where is the witch's house? Can we see the gingerbread on it?' 'Honey-sweet, it's just a little ways further o...
It was some six weeks since Johnny had attended the clinic with Wendy and now he found himself wanting to go there more and more. He could not get DR. Francine out of his mind, he desperately wanted to have her hard cock in him again as he fantasized about leaning forward and sucking on her delectable tits. The thought of his cock rubbing against her body as...
Mary Meets Morgan Then, when all was jilled off and done, the tears would flow, and flow, and flow. Micah would eventually come to bed, quietly slipping between the sheets next to me, but never quite touching. He never heard my tears, and I would drift into sleep with my cheeks against my pillow, dampened by desperation and defeat. At times I would swear a...
Note to readers: I wrote down some thoughts in my journal while these things were happening. Therapy. It was a difficult time for me when my husband, Ralph, passed away. My marriage is basically off limits but, now that I have recovered from the grieving process, I thought it would be fun to share some of my subsequent experiences with you. Of course, I have...
Stacy had been working at the shop for three years, but sometimes it seemed she'd always been there. It was career number three, but she liked machining. Even more, she liked being one of the guys. It was the best of therapy to cut up and carry on, call each other every name in the book, and have it all be in good fun. Even so, the moment she left the parki...