Ch 10: Reunion, Remorse, Revenge and Reconciliation Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person...
I feel that I have finally arrived at the right place with this chapter after ten very long months of discussion, reading, researching, and writing. This chapter begins with a minor character who I introduced at the very end of Chapter 03. I would like to thank my editor. In the last few months, she has been a great help in the editing process and a sounding...
REBIRTH It was supposed to have been a surprise for her. In a way, it was, although it ended up being more a surprise for me. All in all, I'm pretty sure I can say it wasn't how either of us had planned on celebrating her thirtieth birthday. You hear about it happening, you know? You hear tales. You read stories, and you think 'Aw, that's sad.' But you nev...
(151) Next day while returning in the evening, Prof.Sonali was sandwiched between two young guys. Both of them started squeezing her boobs. She also started stroking their cocks. All of them got down at Maidan station, and walked towards Victorian Memorial. The Victoria Memorial, a huge monument made of white marble located in the heart of the City of Joy,...
Chapter 1: Tuesday Morning, 4AM - Rejection "This is Dorothy Bishop. My daughter, Alaina, caught a stomach bug and won't be attending today. I can be reached at my home number if there are any questions when you get in. Thanks, and have a good day." She clicked the cordless phone off and let it fall to the floor. The phone landed and bounced as her arm fol...
Notes: All fictional characters engaged in sexual activities are at least 18 or older. * This is not a masturbatory fantasy and contains very little sex. If that's what you're looking for, please move on to the next story. * This is not necessarily a burn the bitch story, nor a cuckold story, if that's what you're into then please move on. This story reads...
Chapter 01 It's two days after the explosion, and I'm in an evac ride to Germany. A little background is in order. Maybe somebody I don't know is gonna read this someday, so I'll watch what I say. Officially, I was part of what we euphemistically called Operation Sandbox. Oh it had an official name or three, but it was just the U.S. Army's way of making th...
Sort of an odd thing to talk about, there is a black guy that is a police officer in this. Now if you go look at Chicago police history, the police have a website with the history, it doesn't really talk about it. They do mention certain things, like perhaps Chicago hired the first black woman to be a police officer, but there is no mention of her duties. W...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *You never really know what you can'tdo until you've tried to do it and failed* **This is NOT a political commentary; ... public personalities have been butchered in order to make the story light-hearted** * {4:45 am Friday, August 29th ~ 1...
The overland bus leaned into the mountainous turn, as if to give the passengers a better view at the steep mountain side. Desert dust, no plants, only a few large boulders pigmented the drab sight. Regardless, the class was cheery. The rare field trip let them see something other than a ruined city. Mountain peaks, drop offs, and large boulders were still a...