To you who have read my stories many times, and felt touched enough to say something with no name, you know who you are my Pirate Queen. Perhaps it is time for bravery on your part and just speak your mind as I speak my heart every time to you. I apologize for the weird style...too much Spartacus I think. * The shock of what he saw hit like a sledgehammer...
Prologue She watched from the door of the bathroom as Roger poured three fingers into the glass and drank. He set the glass down on the bar and looked at the places where the skin over his knuckles had split, his expression was not at all bothered by what he'd just done. In fact, he seemed to be admiring the little cuts and bruises with glee. Then he saw he...
Day Two: David wasn't sure what woke him, maybe Jenny turned over, but he found himself facing her as she lay on her back. He eyed the clock and wondered whether he could sneak out of bed to get the KY and ever so gently slip into his recumbent lover. Then he though of the day at the beach and decided that he had better keep his powder dry, to coin a phras...
(Author's Note: This story is based on a memory. I was seven years old and attending a family reunion on the Oregon Coast. I remember walking in the sand and seeing a tall, full figured teenager in a black bikini, I remember because at that time the suits were pretty much brand new and you didn't see many, I also remember wanting to be much older and able to...
Please excuse the deviation from my normal, more light-hearted erotica but this story has been in my head for a while demanding space on my flash drive. For all of this to make sense you may want to (re)read Parts I and II as well. Kari watched Jesse read the Sunday paper in the bed next to her and couldn't help but smile. If anyone had told her a year ago...
I could hear the surf crashing against the shore, from the porch as I empty my beer. I came to this party hoping to shake this funk that has settled over me and have become bitterly disappointed not by the stale smoke or staler music, but by knowing that still a feeling of longing rests on my shoulders. I look out to the ocean, searching for anything to remo...
The massive, grey bull moose pushed his way through dense underbrush near the cliff, his magnificent head and 14-point rack of antlers framed against the pink and blue veins of another breathtaking Sierra sunrise. The early morning sun cast a soft red glow through the fur on his neck as he pulled down a mouthful of dewy leaves from an Aspen tree. Slowly I...
Chapter Two The Loss of an Alpha It was a quiet time of year, the time when the line between the seasons was blurred; the line between winter and spring. The plants were getting ready to erupt and show the world their new leaves and the beauty they hid for most of the year. The trees, although they were for the most part desolate of any signs of life, the...
The door to the young prince's room burst open, and Goben stood panting in it's frame. Prince Galome III sat calmly by the window of this, the highest room in the tallest tower of the palace, and his private study. He gazed upon his bustling people in the city below and the birds that flew over them. Goben dropped to a knee and lowered his eyes, sweat drippi...
Michelle's Story: "Alejandro me dijo" By ElSol ----- Dedicated to Michelle ----- Nobody expected it, least of all me. I was a freshman scholarship student at a university with an excellent music program and, to my misfortune, a nationally ranked football program. One of my professors, Dr. Smith, sweat blood to get me the scholarship money over an athlet...