(Authoress note: of course all disclaimers are still in place regarding characters etc., except for one small truth since so many readers asked me to answer this question. Most of the things I write about I did at some point in my life. Perhaps they were not with as many people but at least one person was there. And they were absolutely not done in the order...
Dear Readers, This is the last chapter of "Alicia." I hope that you have enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it and presenting it to you. "Patience's Virtue" and "Alicia" are my two favorite novels. Both strike a chord in me and, I hope, in you as well. Oldguy 45 * Kathy and I became good, and occasionally intimate friends after that. I staye...
Lyeo congratulated Himself on giving no thought whatsoever to yesterday's conversation, He was accustomed to negotiating on the fly and saw no reason to change, too much thought would simply cloud His mind with possibilities. He found that His intuition would normally suffice with sound information but as yet that column was sadly lacking. He had spent the n...
Lyeo strolled down the main thoroughfare towards the middle of the Floral Quarter. The streets were still lined with flower sellers stalls although where the blooms came from in these difficult times He really had no notion. Life in Drox was full of puzzles, an international city of such beauty and vibrancy that even the shadow of war couldn't darken its buo...
I couldn't keep my feet still...they kept tapping and shuffling against the ground, kicking and scuffing. I looked down at my toes, painted bright pink, encased in gladiator style sandals. My legs were pale even though I spent hours in the sun reading, all underneath my silver skirt, shimmery material that swayed nicely when I walked. A tight black shirt, an...
"So when can we give that thing a work out?" Laura was looking over the new digital camera I had bought, "I'm thinking we need to something fun, something skimpy and outside." She had that funny smile I usually saw after several shots of tequila, but today she was sober as a judge and had brought her friend Marlene with her and they were sitting in my office...
This story is based on the John Norman Chronicles of Gor series of novels. (As always, copyrights are the property of the copyright-holder(s).) Translations for Gorean words (those whose meaning cannot be determined by context) can be found at a number of websites. And for those Gor fans who quibble with details or believe this goes too far afield of the Chr...
Kelli woke Wednesday with thoughts of Cindy on her mind... Wondering if those boys that she had sent over were done with Cindy yet. Flipping on the monitor, she saw Cindy, still tied to the bed, with one of the boys at her head and one between her legs, both thrusting away. The other two boys were sleeping on the floor. Oh, well, Kelli thought... I guess it'...
It was Halloween night, and she was home alone. Finally, blissfully, alone. Her husband was off with the kids for an advanced trick or treating trip, followed by a 'haunted' overnight somewhere. She was completely alone for the night for the first time in a long time, and it wasn't scary—after her week, it felt glorious. Even if the first few hours after wo...
“Can I help you?” it was hot in the kitchen. She had been cooking all morning, both ovens going, the dishwasher hissing steam, and the doors had been swung open so much to the back porch that the ac didn't have a chance of hitting a cool lick. He was standing there arm braced on the door, holding open the screen that same frown on his face as two days ago....