I'd never flown anywhere first class before, and I can see why people who do it, always do it. The first class seats are actually comfortable. You don't feel like herded cattle. Steven and Marcia were not in first class. I didn't miss them. Steven had turned into a mother hen, fussing over everything I ate, my exposure to sun, and how long I talked the two...
Disclaimer: This fanfic is based off the Neverwinter Nights community module by the name of "A Dance with Rogues" created by Valine. I fell in love with this story and felt compelled to write something that compliments it. This story contains explicit content and graphic violence. All characters except Shiloh, Bastian, Rhys, Nicca, and Essex are property of...
Chapter One The village of Laketown existed as it had for centuries. Since it was both a thriving lumber and fishing center, with many fine craftsmen and artisans plying their trades, as well as a crossroads for trade both by land and by water between the great cities of the north and south, it was unassailed by either war or strife. The town grew and prosp...
This chapter is dedicated to the memory of a very good friend, mentor and muse. You'll live forever in the memories of all members of the PTB, TDH and all the other boards you enriched by your presence and participation. Rest in Peace Franco "Lone Wolf" Breslin 1949-2006. * "What the hell is going on Craig? Who is this guy?" To her credit there was no pan...
Cincinnati, Ohio was just slightly above Mobile, Alabama on the list of profitable arts and craft fair locations for a dealer. Even Cleveland had moved up in the ranks. Yet there I sat, pissed off yet reluctantly resolved to make the best of the situation. It was always good to have at least one 'psychic' present at these trailer trash shopping mall events....
Philip Johnson Prologue Princeton Dynamics was a successful national company with a division just south of Chicago, and they had one major problem, operating costs. Their bottom line was sagging like an old hammock. And like most companies with that problem it was largely due to excessive wages and employee benefits, but the taxes in Chicago were getting t...
Everyone in my neighborhood would gaze at this stunning woman that lived next door. Raven had long waist length black hair, bright blue eyes, and was a size two if that. But it was those beautiful D breasts that caught my attention. I, like most men I'm sure, imagined myself buried deep within them. I was in awe of her perfect heart shaped ass, and the way s...
Chapter 1 Jim let his beard grow thick over the four weeks he had been in Seylam. He then started casually greeting Eddie, taking care to change his voice. Eddie hardly cast him a second glance. For him, he was just some gardener. Jim observed him like a beast of prey stalking some unsuspecting, fat buck. After a month in Seylam, he decided to pay Eddie b...
Growing Pains Author's Notes: This chapter wouldn't have been possible without my lady love, beta reader Thornfoote and my faithful editor bikoukumori. For your help, support, input and tireless editing passes I offer my thanks. All participants in sexual activities are adults in their respective species. * * * * Thick, warm mud sucked at the soles of h...
Thanks to Devir Ginator for editing and all his help with the story. It's been invaluable. Thanks for reading, commenting and voting. Hope you all enjoy! **** T. J. and I were standing the vending machines when we saw the trio exit the ICU. He had been complaining about his hand hurting so we had gone to grab him something to take his pain meds with. I...