As always, my thanks to ErikThread for his editing skills. Any errors are mine. * Chapter 9: "Come in, Brent. It's so nice to see you again," June Francis said with a genuine smile. "Walter's in the living room, as usual." "Thanks, June. How's he feeling?" "Not too bad today. Yesterday wasn't so good, but you know, that's how it is -- some good days an...
I received an email from Rikki early Friday afternoon. She had changed Masters itinerary. Rikki and Jill would be picking us up at the train station and had canceled the hotel reservations. Rikki and Jill needed to talk to us about something important in a quiet and personal setting. She also made it clear mum was the word to Rick on the changes. I was in a...
*** Patricia stretched lazily, gazing at her latest conquest as the young, muscular guy continued to sleep off his exhaustion. He'd certainly earned a bit of rest after his hard work the previous night, having managed not one or two or even three, but full four rounds or hot, steamy sex. Which, incidentally, was the reason why Patricia always went after you...
My wife and I are huge football fans. We have our own one-on-one fantasy league and one year she picked a virtually unknown player from the university we attended who never made it big in the pros. He was tall, fast, good-looking and muscular, an incredible physical specimen who was also known for his intelligence and character. He had dark, mocha-toned skin...
Thanks for the intelligent comments about Ch. 1! This is turning out to be a longer story than I originally expected. All characters are over the age of 18. As always, comments and feedback are cherished! ".........." ".........." "Heather?" ".........." "Heather?" The awed whisper came from somewhere behind Orchid as she stood in the darkness, her bod...
"Doctor?" Clara said by rote. "Why are we at 13 Paternoster Row in 1893?" The Doctor looked up from a read-out on the TARDIS's console that did not do much more, in point of fact, but play Flappy Bird. "Now, that's hardly fair. When we weren't here ten minutes ago, you didn't ask why we weren't at 13 Paternoster Row in 1893." "It's just that we seem to c...
He always called me Toy. Even in public, it was Toy. That one dismissive syllable defined me. I worried about people hearing and judging, but that was short-lived. It was as if the general public was deaf. He noticed my discomfort, of course. He noticed everything. At first, I just figured he was preternaturally aware. "People hear only what they want to...
"Y'know Joe. I know it's none of my business, and I really shouldn't say anything, but let's face it, I think I now know you two more intimately than probably your closest friends. But it seems to me you were closer to overlooking Debs, er, mistake on Friday, at least you were talking then. Now the pair of you seem to be waiting for each other to make it rig...
Hi there and happy New Year to every one of you avid readers of erotica. Now, as usual I warn all of you who hate my style and are offended by my tales. STOP HERE... STOP NOW!! I find it humorous that you keep reading my shit (are you still reading now?) and that you are still posting your mad rants. Why...? Do you secretly like cuckold themed stories abou...
==My Sitter The Earth Agent==Ch.11 (Note, this is a flash forward and chronologically is the last chapter.) The ship wasn’t large by Saurian military standards but it dwarfed the Joined’s comet tug which had been their lively hood before meeting the astonishing humans. It contained besides the two rotating artificial gravity carousels a mid deck which had...