Okay here it is again folks, this time edited by walkingliberty to who I owe a great deal of gratitude for coming to my rescue by straightening out the grammar and catching all those little things I missed. As for grammar, in the dialog between characters is it written in the colloquial dialect of Ontario, Canada. To quote Cromagnonman "No-one that I know s...
Author's Note: My humblest thanks to everyone who has been reading this story, and a warm welcome to new readers. This story spent a long time sitting in the hard drive of my old laptop. I want to thank my team for bringing it back to life: Melanie R. for her insurance advice, Dr. K. Wright for answering all of my medical questions, and my fantastic betas:...
It is liberating to learn, accept, and live out your role in the panoply of sexuality. It's often the case that an older man has a younger woman who cuckolds him, or that both partners are young. Not so with my lady and me. You could say she's my cougar, albeit with a twist. I met her at the small independent bookstore where I work. While shelving/re-arrang...
Chapter 7 Hero to the Rescue This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. When we had left the room, Janny grabbed me and pulled me into a hug. She said, "I'm proud of you. I don't believe in violence because I've seen what it can do to people. But you were willing to stand up for people y...
Eliza slipped a toe into the water, she felt its warm embrace circle her foot and pull it in. The sensation relaxed the muscles in her toes and ankle. She continued to slide her leg into the inviting grip of the hot tub, as she did a moan of pleasure escaped from her lips. Here in the solitude of her room she could relax and wash away the frustrations of the...
With trembling hands, Audrey opened the letter from the tribunal she had just found in her mailbox. "What more could they possibly want from me?" she thought. Standing on the moist lawn in front of her house, wearing only her nightgown, she unfolded the letter, and read the main text in the light of the breaking day : "When you were condemned to have the mi...
"Another delivery?" April's boss asked her with a small smile on her lips. She nodded her head at the vase already full of roses of every color on the corner of April's tidy desk. "What is that the 7th rose today?" April picked up the pink rose and stuck it in the opaque glass vase. "It's the seventeenth." she mumbled as she slid the card which had been tie...
I would like to thank my editor on this story without whose help it would never have got posted. So a big thank you to Brittany. Welcome comments so please feel free and if there enough response I can work on some more. ***** John was in for a long day ahead at work, as a van parcel delivery driver. It was the day before payday. He was pissed off because...
AUTHORS NOTE: Many of the characters in this story have appeared in my previous works. * It was an unusual situation, to say the least, especially by Donkey standards, but they had begun auditioning females. It was Jane's idea. Hideki had made but one request: "Blondes, lots of blondes, and Japanese boys, college boys. I can send you ten, twenty, how many...
"No Robbie, the bishop moves diagonally, rooks move forward and backward." Eric is teaching Robbie how to play chess. They are sitting on the floor in the den. Robbie is the nine-year-old son of Victoria Alisa. The two of them have been living with the Master and his slave wife, Tanya Marie, for a little over a year, ever since she left her abusive husband...