This is the final part of Abyss. I have to warn you that there isn't a lot of sexy in this part. Everything is coming to a head and when vampires are involved that is not pretty. Enjoy. Abyss part 3 I find a pay phone and dial the number Major Price had given me. "Yes?" a firm male voice answers. "I need a report," I tell him. He draws in a quick breath...
Kirsty stared out over the relatively smooth waters of the North Sea. Even though it was after ten, the sun had still not fully set this far north. Was it prophetic somehow? When she had left all those months ago, it had been dark almost all day and night. Now at the height of summer it was just the opposite. Almost constant sunlight. It certainly felt lik...
This is a follow up story to my first foray into BDSM stories. Finding my way as it were. It is best understood if the previous chapter is read but I hope it will be able to stand on its own. Enjoy. ***** On the ride home from Zach's apartment Miranda was reveling in her post orgasmic bliss. She was also anticipating what new levels of submission might aw...
Chapter 1 Face flaming, Christine Wallace, chief administration officer at Waterford General Hospital, eyed her sexy-looking public relations manager in disbelief For a moment she was unwilling believe that filming due to start that day on the hospital's recruitment advertisement, to be marketed on TV to attract medical staff to remote-located Waterford Ge...
Thank you to Jennifer M. for your continuing inspiration and your smutty mind. I think of you as Taylor in this story. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or...
Orange moon above the hills behind the town, icicles decorating every tree and garden lattice, miniature snowdrifts in the ornate pathway down the hill from the Morrisons' house to the guest cottage where Maura had lately been banished, a dazzling cold white afterglow on every surface in the December night, the stray snowflakes dotting her coat and her hair,...
CHAPTER 10 – THE BIG Y The clit in the crotch of the Nile. We started our time in Sudan with having our first row. It was about some silly little thing, so small and silly that I have forgotten what it was. Or, more honestly, so small and silly that I´m embarrassed enough to pretend that I have forgotten. Tina stomped off. "Don´t you fucking dare following...
August. The summer was hot and the days oppressive. Nick stood by the open window smoking yet another cigarette, watching the sky darken with an approaching storm and listening to the distant rumbles and grumbles of thunder. Perhaps a good downpour would clear the air and dispel the sticky lethargy that had enveloped him. He had taken this little cottage on...
Bob Andrews stood on his front porch glaring down at Cathy Sanders as Cathy jammed a cigarette in her mouth and lit it. She took a long drag then glared up at Bob flicking away the ash. "I told you Cathy he doesn't want to talk to you," Said Bob in a calm and even voice. "I also told you that June and I don't take sides and now it's a good idea for you to...
CHAPTER 1 Three months after being divorced by his wife who'd found in mid-life she was romantically attracted to another woman, Bob Doe finally came out of sulking. Reading the signs, daughter Mira decided to introduce him to Mrs Apple, the widowed mother of one of her friends. The good intent was in vain. Verity Apple's breasts were too large for Bob's l...