Several months have gone by and it's late on a Friday evening... Stanford operates on an academic quarter system. Bonnie and I finished our final exams for the spring quarter earlier today. As with the first two quarters, we have no reason to believe that our straight-A status will not continue unabated. Twelve days from now we'll begin classes for the summ...
(Age of Decadence) Lies and deceit leading on, the maelstrom swirls us back. We return to where we began. PROLOGUE: Mucia Faustina was seated on the third level of the amphitheater, the maenianum summum, the section allocated to women. On the roof above her the poor, the pullati, stood to watch the games. Fortunately she was in the first row of seats ab...
Neighbors Day 97 Jenny Blitzen hated this part of the day, and couldn't really see what the value of her Empress chair was. Second Wife or Second Mother, seemed like a good idea at the time, but what it really meant was Lynn's personal torture slave. Sure it was true Jenny had less work to do, and now that she had taught all three of the girls how to sew...
Growing Pains Author's Notes: This chapter wouldn't have been possible without my lady love, beta reader Thornfoote and my faithful editor bikoukumori. For your help, support, input and tireless editing passes I offer my thanks. All participants in sexual activities are adults in their respective species. * * * * Thick, warm mud sucked at the soles of h...
This story is essentially an interracial one, between a high up Lady from the UK, and a young black stable hand, it develops in to love, and there is an added lesbian twist towards the end. ***** Lady Samantha Walker was against the four by two rails that formed the dividers of the four horse stable, her arms were outstretched, her wrists bound by leathe...
** Part one: The Bus from Killarney ** It had been a terrible summer: tough work and girlfriend trouble. After graduating from university, I had taken an internship with a national newspaper in London. I had worked hard at the paper, and was rewarded with a contract at the end of the internship. The work was demanding and relentless. I was churning out cop...
Awakening Jenny Stone knew she was asleep, but she was not awake enough feel her consciousness outside herself. Was this ascension experience proof that the Lord exists? Jenny felt like it was. Then she drifted deeper into her sleep. Jenny had blonde hair and she was a beautiful girl. She also got straight A's except in science where she almost failed. A r...
The story that follows is a fantasy, containing elements recalling my past. Nobody is under eighteen, and you shouldn't be either, if you're about to read on. * My story began soon after leaving sixth form college, when I had just turned eighteen. Well before that, I had offers, but resisted them until I had at least an academic grounding. The offers had b...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
*Author's Note: Two quick points. As I've said, I know from personal experience, older (even married) women will sleep with a younger man. Falling in love and actually marrying one is an entirely different thing. Without a job to support them, it's even more unlikely, and there are only a few jobs someone between 18-22 can have that earn enough (not a lot—en...