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The Succubus's Silver Ch. 03

by T_Silverwolf on Jun 19, 2018
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

East Syracuse, New York Early Morning Chi drummed her fingers on the steering wheel, frowning at the fuel gage as she coasted down Ridgewood's slope. The village of East Syracuse was small but hilly and her V10 swallowed more gas than a dyslexic hooker in a donkey show chugging her way up the ladder to frat parties and military barracks work. If Hell was...

Checking Up

by L_G_DARROW on Sep 17, 2017
Loving Wives

This story is the product of a diseased and febrile mind. As such, it is fiction. Having said that; All my stories are true, even the ones I make up. Copyright 2007 L_D_Darrow I wish to thank michchick98 for taking the time to edit my offering. All mistakes are mine solely, whether planned or not. *** I'm a diabetic, I was first diagnosed a long while ba...

Sex and the Type I Diabetic

by dresbach on Sep 17, 2017
How To

It's an odd topic, I know, because there isn't any difference between sex with a type I diabetic and anyone not afflicted with the disease. However, there may be complications that arise later, decades down the road, symptomatic of type I diabetes. This little paper will chronicle one of those complications that my wife, S_______, and I have experienced rela...

VAL v1.4

by nowunuknow on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Copyright ©, 2006: All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. Content contains adult material. ---------- The best mentoring advice I ever received in my professional career was "do what you really like to do; the money will take care of itself." Five yea...

Love Letters in the Sand

by ZZ_Todd on Sep 16, 2017
Romance

A pinkish-orange glow decorated the distant horizon where ocean met early morning sky. That carpet of color would soon become the rising sun, and his northerly journey would have to commence not long afterwards. The cool dawn's gentle breeze slapped the loose legs of his sweat pants and chilled his bare chest as he stood trance-like on the wet sand where the...

Still Crazy

by GaryAlanByron on Sep 14, 2017
Humor & Satire

Insanity runs in my family. Despite that fact, every Monday for the past two — no, three — years, my psychoanalyst Chamomile (yes, like the tea!) has told me the same thing: "Leonard, you're not nuts. You're not crazy. You're not a lunatic. You simply have some issues we need to work out." Several sessions ago, however, after diagnosis of and treatment fo...

Lynn

by Tony155 on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

I met Lynn ten years ago when I decided to join a transplant recipients support group. At the time, I felt the need to be with others who had gone through the same thing as I did in March of 1984. My remaining kidney had stopped functioning in November of 1983 and after four months of dialysis, my brother volunteered to give me one of his. I also felt that I...

NorthShore Park Ch. 3

by possum on Sep 13, 2017
BDSM

Your head is swimming with all the new sensations. It's been a while since you smoked pot, and your whole body relaxes into that smooth, tingly feeling. Your whole body, that is, except for your cock. It is hot... hard... literally aching. The fingers leave your mouth as your strain forward to find them. You do want those fingers back in your mouth, but what...

Action at Omega Beacon

by martincain on Sep 16, 2017
Novels and Novellas

SOL 2191 A.D. Ajax hauled two passengers besides the load of “extra-formulated” Serenity tablets that he was paid to carry. The others were along for the ride and to provide company. Transit from Lalande 21185 was a 42 month nap in the icebox: a cold-sleep pod, the easy part. He shivered from the lingering effects at times but his passengers had fared wor...

Sunshine Cures All Ills Ch. 03

by wieliczka on Sep 14, 2017
Loving Wives

Emergency Room, Early Thursday evening The charge nurse looked at me, "Michelle, can you prep the patient in 101. He's under Police guard. Bruises and a cut on his head. Never lost consciousness." I looked at the name on the chart, Cory Heinz. "Can you assign this one to Marsha? I'll work up the diabetic in 115 if that's OK with you." She nodded yes and wa...