This is the last part. Yes it's a novel. I hope you're hanging in there. ***** Chapitre Quinze. Jack's story continues. My mind transitions back to the present, where we first started our journey. So here I sit in my living room deep in thought and reliving the past. I pick up and examine 'that' erotic horrific picture once more; the one of us three sta...
Author's note ~ this story contains a diversity of sexual tastes, including: anal, lesbian, gay, BDSM, and group scenes, among others. If any of these flavors offend you, please move on to somewhere else. This is the first thing I've ever written and I hope some of you will enjoy it. ~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~* My name is Veronica Fallon. I am eig...
PRELUDE I met Jerri my first year of graduate school. We were in the same major, although we had different areas on interest. I was attracted to her from the moment I first saw her. She had dark brunette hair, a good figure, a pretty face, and large lips that screamed to be kissed. For two years Jerri was in several of the "core" classes with me. I befrien...
The late spring sun came through the window, illuminating the dust motes drifting in the air currents. Cindy, my wife of three years, and I were recovering from a lazy afternoon lovemaking session. She tousled the thick hair on my chest, then lowered her lips to my nipple and suckled gently. "Are you thirsty, honey?" I joked. She raised her face and grinned...
Continued from part five Ow...arugg... Liz? You're not Liz... The door... It's just too far over... I twist harder, willing my eyes rightward, summoning every available ounce of strength - I must find out... It's no use: the gag straps holding my head to my restraining pole simply dig that much more painfully into my cheeks - I haven't a prayer of se...
The weekend was spent rehearsing for the Christmas show that had already been contracted for CBC. Gwen, Jordan, and Steve were up at four. They were in the van, and riding to the studio by five AM. "If people think making movies is an easy job, they should follow us around for a few days. Charlie, Ashley and Charlotte wanted to sleep in. They decided last n...
Jean Pierre Lemoine was an artist. His magic moved the needle through the subcutaneous tissue with surgical precision, which was no great surprise to anyone that knew him, as he did have two years of surgical residency under his belt. The surgical scars will be less noticeable than if a plastic surgeon had been over them to hide them, despite being located i...
Chapter 25: Trust me "More!" "Rawr!" Zyra ran, her sword drawn. Purple sparks flew into the air as the blade skidded over his shield. She took another step and jabbed, swung, chopped, anything to pierce skin, to draw blood on him. "That's not good enough!" "RAWR!" Her breath gushed out of her with the effort she made to charge at. She came at him from...
Please remember this is a copyrighted work and all legal disclaimers apply. I appreciate the editing assistance of Santacruzman. There is an inspiration for this tale and the character Thom in the film directed by Jean Negulesco: "How to Marry a Millionaire". I love the three women characters, Shatze, Pola and Loco and their manipulations. This tale does NO...
Author's note. After a long break and in response to many recent messages, Penny is back! The whole story is being turned into full length novels so the style is slightly different but it's really Penny and it's really me writing. I hope you still enjoy it. Chapter 22 "Can you see?" the young radiologist asked, running the square plastic sensor over my lo...