Author's Note: I'll be combining some of the pure plot/story chapter uploads where it makes sense. 5-6 together here, probably 7 standalone, then 8-9. Chapter 5 "Well, fuck." I agreed with her, but it still made me frown. And then I got mad at myself. I needed to stop taking everything she said in the worst possible way. It wasn't fair to her, and it w...
It was a different sight to see Ivy sitting in between both of them during a show. She smiled as she looked at the camera, "You don't want to miss what we have next for all of you. It is very special for long time fans. I get to show Link how to actually use a knife." Link smiled even more as he heard the mention of a knife, but he also smiled at the thoug...
It came in a black leather slip case. And even before he showed her what was inside, Kim noticed that the case was worn, frayed at the edges. “It belonged to my father,” Denis told her, “but I never saw him use it. My guess is that it belonged to his father. That would make it at least 80 years old.” Kimberly was sitting at the edge of the bed as Denis exp...
Karen peered out her bedroom window, wondering whose car had pulled into her driveway. She had been sleeping, but the headlights had waked her. Shaking her head, she realized the car was her husband's. She knelt over the bed, shaking the man awake. "Wake up, Mr. Taylor; my husband has come home early from his trip." She grabbed a robe, and headed out the b...
I walked out of my apartment building and looked down the street. I had to go get my hair cut. I wanted to be out of my work clothes but it only made sense to wait till after the hair cut cause all that cut hair required a clothes change anyway. With a grudge and still in business casual I headed down to the barber shop. The new girl was there again. Tall,...
Pamela, a hair stylist, was thirty when I met her. She wore short, dark hair parted a little off center and combed toward the right side where it touched the eyebrow. I was immediately attracted to her. The full lip, the facial bone structure, the slim but nicely curved body all combined to make a very attractive female. That Saturday afternoon we made smal...
A Day Driving in the Country Dealing with the Highway Patrol This story is a fantasy story, and with all fantasies we can imagine that no evil exists. That also means no disease, so with no disease to transfer to someone else, no need for protection. Remember it is a fantasy world, in the real world evil and disease exists. Protect yourself. * Day off, o...
A couple of days had passed since they boarded Rachel's ship and they had the gangbang. It was almost dinnertime and Amy was in C5 with her slave. He was tied up and gagged. Amy was in a comfortable dress sitting on a chair across from her slave pondering what things were going to happen to him. There was a knock at the door. It was the Captain. Amy yelled,...
The Brooklyn mob boss Joe Slow is sitting in Carlito's slurping on a bulging bowl of meatballs. The restaurant is dark and empty, just the way Joe Slow demands it everyday at the same time. A mobster with a habit like this is a Hitman's dream, but that's another story. So we see the scene and tomato sauce is smeared all around Joe Slow's fat chops, which fla...
The next morning I awoke to find myself alone in bed, carefully covered to keep me warm, with the remains of the wig I had been wearing the night before placed on one of the corner posts of the bed. The plastic hairs that we had cut and mangled were cleanly swept up into a pile. I inched my way to the edge of the bed, and climbed out into the chilly mornin...