So it ends. I want to thank everyone who followed this tale. I hope you truly enjoyed it. I asked myself a question. Can one man make a difference? This journey answered it for me. It is a resounding YES. These characters came to life for me as each went on their own journey. I truly enjoyed telling their stories. A special thanks to Overstar for taking tim...
Kinder, more leisurely days would have found Zara and Cordelia spending hours in one another's arms. In the bandit queen's tent, the outside world seemed to fade away, allowing the two to become lost in the sensations of shared pleasure. Even with the night as eventful as it was, Zara was determined to enjoy every moment she could with her precious lieutenan...
Everybody liked Bernie. Her given name was Bernadette but everyone called her Bernie. She was a hard worker, a live wire and an inspirational leader. People loved being around her and worked hard for her because she busted her ass, was always positive and enthusiastic, had a great sense of humor and could sell ice cubes to an Eskimo in February. Oh, and she...
There was nothing about José that made him seem particularly special to the casual observer. He in fact seemed average by nearly every obvious measure, from his height to his eye color. While perfectly ordinary, it would still be fair to say that he was described by some to be reasonably handsome. In fact, he bore a decent resemblance to Michael Aranda, if M...
Dirk took a step back, wiped the sweat from his forehead and studied the engine again. He'd been working on the car all day, trying to fix the problem with the doohickey that fed into the whatchamacallit. It was clogged or cracked or maybe even clogracked. Whatever the problem was, he wasn't going to give up. He'd fix that damn car if it took the rest of his...
It was after the third press article, the one about Samantha, that I felt compelled to act. Exactly how I wasn't at all sure. But that third attack had been so vicious, apparently, and more importantly I'd known the victim - vaguely. I'd spotted the name - Samantha Beresford, not a common name. And seeing her picture I realise it was the same little girl I'd...
It is Winter 1966. When five couples find themselves stranded at a remote high class inn by extreme weather conditions, they amuse each other by relating stories of an erotic nature, as well as taking part in all kinds of private and group sexual activities. Chapter Four : The Host's Tale Emma and Jake shared a table with Julie and Robert, finding them ent...
It had been a couple of week since Kevin and Paula had invited Delia Fairfax-Preston back to Kevin's flat for a threesome but in spite of Delia's promise to keep in touch, she had not done so. Paula had tried ringing on a couple of occasions but had only succeeded in getting the answerphone. She didn't leave a message in case Delia's husband Clive intercepte...
A fair warning, this story is very long so it is broken up into nine parts. Part One Philip Johnson Prologue They were a typical couple doing their best to live a typical and proper life. Words like, stuffy, buttoned down, or far right conservatives would fit them nicely in fact. Though not religious, they did believe in charity. It all came down to alw...
Melinda stood in her shop reading the paper. It was all over town, 6 women had been sexually assaulted but none of them could id their attacker. They all had the same story; they woke up feeling a cock moving inside their bodies but when they opened their eyes, there was no one there. Melinda being the town ghost buster, as her husband Jim jokingly called h...