"I can't believe that nigger won again!" Beth was muttering herself quietly as she walked away from the celebration behind her. It turned her stomach to see the black man celebrating. Cocky bastard, Beth thought to herself. I didn't come on this show to have some nigger holding power over me. Beth stormed across the backyard toward the house. Beth was begi...
While this is my ending to the story I would like to thank Gizzmo again for his ideas of the story and his help in writing this story. We both hope you have enjoyed reading it as we did writing it. Bud: Three more months had past now and the things were going very well for Ann and me now. We had begun to heal and started to have wonderful sex and a great re...
Author's Note: This is the fourth story in the chain "A game within a game." Characters: Rob - main character Helena - his wife Marion - widow; very much in love with Rob Cathy - friend (psychiatrist) Kim - friend (local doctor) Kate - sister of Helena Carmen - friend; member of the circle (women society) Bridget - friend; owner of a theater shop...
Generally, I think these kinds of disclaimers are silly. But this is my thirty-first story here, and I know the rules, so for my more squeamish readers: there are underaged people in this story (I mean, it takes place in a high school), but none of them have any sex. So cool your jets and read on! * * * The fuss rose just as I was really getting into it wi...
Author's note -- well, here's a new story for you all to enjoy while I finish the final chapter of my other story, Two Thousand and Ten. Yes, it is coming! As you can see from the title it is the first part, and I hope for there to be at least one or possibly two parts after that. As always, all characters are over eighteen years of age, and any resemblance...
They stood on wet ground as the cool breeze of their darkest hour swept past. Most of their numbers were gone. The free lands in the north had all fallen, swallowed up by the black mass of the oppressive Kath'rahim army. Only York stood against them now, one final free people, stretched fabric-thin against a world's worth of steel. For a year they had man...
It is gratifying to receive comments from readers who appreciate my stories. I enjoy sharing tales, such as the one here, of lusty ladies and their handsome men who delight in discovering the erotic pleasures borne of the inventive imaginations of women eager to orchestrate scenarios with their lovers because such play arouses them. So I hope you enjoy readi...
I was a strong, independent woman. Malcolm had been the first to tell me that. Now I said it every time I started to think I'd never get back to being the person I had been six months ago. Before my life was flipped upside down. Before when everything was going great. And yet, it was that same life I resisted returning to. I wanted to stay at the beach hou...
She is the least appealing girl I know, not that she's ugly or anything, she's just ... sour-looking, that's the only word for her, sour — she appears sour about everything, not that I know her very well, even though she's been around for most of my life. She has this small round mouth that she always puckers and purses like you do when you're tut-tutting or...
When a film is released on DVD, the studio often will try to entice buyers by including "extras" such as "making of" documentaries, director's commentaries, deleted scenes, etc. For my re-release of The Chanceys as Tunnel of Love, I thought I'd try to add value with some similar extras. It also seemed like a convenient way to collect, reflect on, and respond...