The Long, Long Con The Con Artists Stephen Benedict (aka Samuel Blackstone, aka Martin Anderson, aka Robert Hamilton) Cassandra Simmons (aka Emma Blackstone, aka Ellen Ames, aka Lorelei Hamilton) "Next," the casting director interrupted, not looking up from her list. Circe sighed, put down her script, and trudged off the stage. When she emerged from the...
Agent-In-Charge Tim Needle's POV Oakland International Airport Our plane had landed just after four in the afternoon local time, and I still hadn't been told what the operation was. As our customized transport taxied to a remote section of the airport, I looked over my men with pride. Commanding the FBI's elite Hostage Rescue Team was the pinnacle of my...
"You slept with eight guys!?" "Yep," Rachel confirmed smugly. "Eight different guys?" "Uh-huh." "You were gone for nine days!" "Yeah, well you know how it is, Christy," she smiled wistfully. "Even God needed a day to rest." My roommate Rachel had flown back from Ft. Lauderdale earlier in the day. Her dad's an orthodontist on Long Island and lets her ch...
My deepest appreciation to Xpoerotica and Decal_Last for editing my story and helping me improve my writing, you guys are amazing! AN INVITATION TO DANCE >> (New IP rerouted through slave 8497) (Data mining...) (Profiling...) (Hosting) MARIE_ANTOINETTE posted on 8/23/15 15:07 PM Hi, guys, I'm so glad I found this page! Finally, a place where I...
I arrived home in November, happy to see my family and the ranch again. There were new buildings up on various parts of the property, a testament to what my brother had started before he left for New Orleans. Juan Carlos was there, just about to go back home. He and Helga were practically joined at the hip and when he asked me to take a ride with him I was...
"You're a sorry fucking bitch," screams Rob. Betty shouts back, "And you're a sorry fucking excuse for a man. You worthless cock sucker." "At least I'm not out trying to fuck the entire town." "Neither am I. I am just satisfying one man. At least he can satisfy me. Not like some ass hole that will remain nameless." "How do you expect to get satisfied whe...
A Correspondence with Sharon Epilog This is the continuation of an email correspondence I had with a woman named Sharon Alderson. If you have not read the previous parts I suggest you go back and read from the beginning to get the full background. I know that I had closed out this series, however I have received a number of requests (pleas really) to conti...
Note to readers: I'm sorry it took so long to finish writing this chapter. After getting such positive feedback on the last chapter, I started working on it sooner than I usually do. Unfortunately, it's been a busy summer, and I haven't had a nice block of time to devote to the story. Hopefully, it still hangs together, though. There are a few new age-approp...
I would like to thank SouthPacific for his editing work on this story, his offer to edit this story was very much appreciated. Any errors in this story are mine and mine alone. ***** I had been up since just before dawn and, considering it was still dark, I hadn't noticed anything out of the ordinary. To be honest, mind you, I wasn't looking. I had heard T...
Chapter 11 "A natural birth is possible," Jared smiled as he entered his office. "What are you guys arguing about?" Luciana leaned back in the chair and crossed her arms, letting her hair fall down the front of her sweater dress. "Chris doesn't want me to have a natural birth," she grumbled. "I never said I didn't want it!" He protested, straightening him...