Ep2: Taylor Needs a Master From the Author: After some setup, this episode sees Taylor set out on a path the proves confusing. She is Queen Taylor but also delights in public humiliation. How does she resolve this contradiction? On her back, on her knees, with her mouth and her legs open. Taylor discovers a COMPULSION that begins to school her in the ways o...
1 'Do you Darren Speck take this beautiful fuckin' fine-ass piece of cherrypie to be your beautiful fuckin' lawful wedded wife, booooooy,' said the geezer of a priest, doing some hip thing with his fingers at the end. 'Booooy!' he repeated; and straight after that he did a groovy little moonwalk across the stage, his gleaming black shoes gliding smoothly a...
Robert Jabez put his computer on the empty seat next to him and stepped into the aisle of the tour bus carrying him and his fellow musicians north toward Buffalo and the Canadian border. He glanced at the bus they were trailing and started back for the rest room, ignoring the whist game going on across the way between the director of music, Dr. Paul Sella, a...
Chapter 1: Don't Croc the Boat If Michael had known his future would have involved rowing a boat... he would have definitely worked more on his upper-body strength. Those crew jocks he remembered from high school all seemed to be practicing for something that would never be useful, like learning how to apply a mustard plaster or stealing cable. But here he...
[note: this completes the story, with a new chapter presented here with the original, earlier chapters. I'd consider this a version 1.0 effort for now, too, and at about 115 pages, it's not a short read. Also, while there are loose romantic elements, I'd consider this more sci-fi and properly considered as belonging in the non-erotic category.] Mystères élé...
*According to statistics (which may be underreported), some 20 veterans PER DAY commit suicide due to PTSD. I decided to write this story after learning that a second Marine I served with took his own life over the holidays. I've never even been depressed, so I can't begin to imagine how awful it is to be a prisoner of one's own mind due to memories one can'...
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Chapter 1 "Come on, come on!" Lydia yelled impatiently back through the door of the townhouse. "Stephanie! Simone! Let's get on the road!" The twins appeared simultaneously, bags slung over their shoulders and both of them wolfing down the last part of their chicken salad sandwiches. "Coming, Mom," Stephanie said, stepping off the stoop and down the side...
We – or should I say my wife? – first met Charles at our company Christmas party. I already knew him, of course. I worked with him at the agency. He was a nice guy, charming, handsome... but our respective tasks rarely brought us into any sort of regular contact. I didn't normally give him much thought. I doubt he gave much more thought to me. It often tak...
... Continuing on from the previous chapter ... Chapter 18 North Dakota Bismarck is a pleasant little city and the state capital of North Dakota. I found myself surprised at how hilly the environment was, particularly near the Missouri River that cut through the city. I'd been on some pretty flat land getting there. The Northern Pacific Railroad dominate...