"Relax babe, just because this thing is a bit 'underground' doesn't mean it won't be fun," he had reassured her, "...and besides, at the worst it'll be nice and warm with some cool water to chill in." Steve and Michelle pulled up to the campground around noon. The glaring sun and blue sky had made it almost uncomfortably hot, so they were more than happy to...
This is my third Faunus Fantasies, LLC story. Although there is no need to read the other stories first, some parts of this story might be more fun if you have. Thanks so much for reading and commenting! I really appreciate it. ******* Open House My housewarming party had just entered its second hour. Things were going well. I was celebrating getting a...
Chapter 6 The crowd was insane. It wasn't unusual considering this was one of the biggest music festivals of the country, where thousands of people gathered to watch the most popular DJs belting out popular tracks. Tonight, it was DJ Matt making the crowd go crazy. It was September already, and that was possibly Matt's last big show that year. Luciana ha...
Author's foreword; Hi, remember me? I know it's been a while but real life often times gets in the way of our fun. I am back at it, albeit at a slower pace than before. You can find me on Mark Zuckerberg's little venture if you care to know what I am up to. A big thank you goes to blackstallion21 for editing this story. Thank you for reading and it's nice...
1. Christi was in her kitchen at home one sunny morning after her husband Joe had left for work to go to his construction company. His 35th birthday was coming up and as she sat at the table sipping a mug of Chamomile tea, she pondered what she wanted to do to surprise him this year for his birthday. She thought back to last year and the trip to the Grand C...
This story keeps coming back to me. It is based on a true event that I was a minor player in many years ago. I never knew the whole story so except for the small kernel of truth that I was involved in the rest is pure speculation. Somewhat like the National Enquirer, a little fact and the rest fiction. The part I was involved in was a sad part during what wa...
Author's note: I considered splitting Part 3 of this story into two parts, but I felt it worked better as one. Consequently, it's a little longer than usual. As was the case with Part 1 and 2, there are a number of Australianisms and other minor references to popular culture, mostly to songs and musicians, which may not be entirely clear as to their meaning...
Though this is written in the first person it is not autobiographical. All characters and events are fictional, and bear no relation to any person living or dead. It is a long slow story, be warned! I'm sure an editor could cut out a good deal and make it more zingy, but sorry, I like it the way it is. If you get bored you can always stop reading and wande...
NOTE: This is a 23K+ word story that doesn't start heating up until halfway through. I respect the value of a quick stroke story, which is why I'm warning you to keep looking if that's what you're after. If you're down for a long read with a hot payoff, though, then pour yourself a glass of your favorite little something-something and pull up a seat. This s...
Okay. I fell off the tread mill. I was talking on the phone to Crowley and misstepped. The thing dumped me on my ass. I was trying to keep the phone to my ear and wrenched my back something awful. I went to a back doctor and he put me in two days of traction. Shit. Visions of Bethlynn danced in my head and a new clock ticked in my brain. I was laid up for a...