The weirdest year of my life started after I quit my job at the law firm. I was sick of their stress and bullshit, so I quit and went back to working for the agency I'd been a waiter at before. The work was no hassle, and it gave me the best drunken fucks of my life. The day I first went back into their offices was the day that I set eyes on Davina for the...
1 Raoul entrusted his lawyers with the negotiation of the terms of the divorce. With both parties cooperative, they'd agreed by the early afternoon that Davina would get $20 million, and David would cover the taxes and fees. That number was a disappointment to Davina, but Raoul sweetened it for her by creating a $10 million dollar trust fund — fully revoc...
1 The lady was right. Mary never sees the woman in the leopard-print skirt again. She never even hears what happened to her. But we, dear readers, do know, and if you want in on the secret too, all you have to do is read on. It's less salacious, at least initially, than Mary and her jealous peers hoped. Leopard print, to whom we'll refer as Davina, wa...
I know, four posts in four days. My iPad's memory is full, so I'm cleaning house by finishing some good ideas that were stuck and linger. So linger no more Hockey Dad! I don't know if I'll hit 5 days straight. This exercise has me outlining a story about events revolving around cleaning up a hard drive. Pictures found...emails decoded...hidden accounts...c...
1 The next morning, Davina finds Raoul on his back porch, overlooking the ocean. He's reading a newspaper, snacking on strawberries. "Well, good morning, sleepyhead," he says. "I'll be having lunch soon, in case you'd like to join me." "What was last night all about?" She's determined to confront him. She'd cried herself to sleep, angry and confused....
Jenna helps punish a brat and realizes her goal in life. 0-0-0-0-0 A/N: Oh my God, I'm sorry this took so long. Life got crazy, and I ended up with inspiration for other projects. Things are going well now, and I'm in a soft free-use relationship in real life! Anyway, let's hope I get the next part out sooner than before. 0-0-0-0-0 "Oh my god, one of the...
Miss Davis stood beside me taking dictation, legs quite wide apart. She stood in this posture because it allowed me to idly finger her ever wet cunt as I dictated. The dress code I had specified for my new office slut meant that she never wore panties and always wore a short skirt and stockings. Rather than distracting me, I found this activity helped me f...
So, it's finally here. Many apologies for the delay. I wrote this over a year ago. Unfortunately, extending the story meant that it fell under the 'option' clause in my publishing contract, so I had to submit the extended story to them first. The option has lapsed, so now I'm free to publish here. As per my normal warnings, it's in UK English and contains...
Chapter 1 On Day 4 of consecutively calling into the Coffee A-Go Bar for his 7.45 a.m. booster shot, necessary to rev into wide-awake mode, Darwin Goodman was leaving ready to sip from the cardboard cup while walking to the office. The only server aged beyond those in the lower twenties called, "Good morning, Darwin." He stopped. She was too old to be dat...
The laws of my people must change. Those are the thoughts running through my head as I run for my life. The name is Albert Saint Preux. Son of RCMP Sergeant Mathieu Saint Preux and schoolteacher Anne D'Avignon. A young Black man of Haitian descent living in the City of Toronto, Province of Ontario. I am also a Lycanthrope. What you ordinary human folks like...