By the time of the Christmas Party liaison there was no question about the intensity of ardor in our relationship. Dorothy wanted to be with me whenever possible, and I wanted to be with her constantly. Neither was possible, of course. And whenever we were together, our appetites for each other seemed insatiable. The satisfaction of our hungers was possible...
Hi all you Ski Bunny fans! Here is the next chapter in our European tour. This one should have been entitled 'Ski Bunny does Berlin!' Sorry its taken sooo long but hey, a girl's gotta have a life too! Here we go, I really hope you all enjoy it... A huge rainstorm tainted our morning arrival in Berlin, and as the train pulled into Bahnhof Zoo station the...
* * * * * Chapter 1 After all these years, I can finally look back on 1968 and 1969 with nostalgia. It was a time that changed my life forever. I was just out of the Army, confused and lonely, hitchhiking my way across the country. (Those were the days when hitchhiking wasn't suicide, when someone would still pick you up just to be a good neighbor.) I was...
Cheyenne Sat quietly in the window as the snow glistened the ground remembering the day this all started........ The year is 1972 Cheyenne and Hank Thompson pulled their car up in front of what appeared to be a normal looking house set in a quiet neighborhood, they were not prepared for what was waiting for them on the other side of the door. An elderly lad...
Evelyn was just plain bored. Her life had fallen into a mind-numbingly dull pattern of work and Karl and kids. Just when she thought she was going to lose her mind with boredom Max turned up. He appeared at her office at noon one day offering to take her to lunch. But instead of going out to eat Max took Evelyn to a nearby motel where they caught up on old t...
I'd like to give a huge thanks to rnebular for again taking the time to edit what turned out to be a longer story and providing insightful suggestions, which improved the story. For the nitpickers, I'm aware Green Bay cheerleaders aren't as described, but took some creative license because I wanted to use them as the team in the story. Also, the one play tha...
DECLARATION: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All scientists and Wizards in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or born in the future, is purely coincidental. WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, swearing, and strange ideas. It ha...
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...
Part One Miranda Holmes locked the door of her small grey Ford car, straightened her grey skirt and checked her grey jacket in the reflection in the glass of the car door before she turned and walked up the short cracked and broken concrete pathway to the fading peeling blue painted door of Number Three, Alderman Lucas Drive, a boring ordinary Council house...
Chapter 1 November 22nd, 10:30 p.m., Savannah, GA I sat hunched over, too wired and panicked to sleep but too upset to stay fully awake. I was drifting, day dreaming, wading in it; biting hard into a naked shoulder, running my hands and nails over a glistening back, somehow both new and familiar. I didn't know whose. I heard a woman's voice, a million mil...