**All Characters in this Story are at least 18 years of age.** * High school was never really easy for me. I was (and still am) your stereotypical nerdy guy. I'm about 5'10, pale skin, dark hair, and wear a pair of thick rimmed glasses. The kind of guy you would expect to be sitting around with his friends playing Dungeons and Dragons. Which ironically, is...
It was the summer of 1988, I had turned 18 in the spring, and recently graduated from High School. For years my older brothers best friend Troy had been coming over. We would play Dungeons and Dragons as a group until the early hours of the morning, or sit and watch movies together. I was interested in Troy, and for more than just a friend. I had hoped tha...
"Welcome to Dungeons and Dragons. A game of adventure, ingenuity, and most importantly, imagination. This will be a game unlike any other you have ever played before. You will play the role of a character that you create, you will in a very real way inhabit this character. You will live their life, you will suffer through their struggles, and you will c...
The party of adventurers - one experienced, four new - rode toward the Fallen Fort of Falo Forest, which was something that no sane person would want to do. They had just survived a battle with vicious, ape-like orcs, and they were sure to encounter more monsters that would want them dead at their destination. But like all adventurers, the group rode directl...
The sequel and conclusion of the "No Longer a Game" story. I suggest you read that one first. Thank you. ***** Prologue - Natalie cringed on the floor, watching Lolth. The goddess was in her spider form, her body a glossy black, her eyes a burning crimson. She dangled upside down in the web choked room slowly spinning in place. Natalie made occasional f...
Henry Lawson entered into the prison after a long day in court. He got a phone call from a client he barely remembered, but his assistant reminded him that he was on a hundred thousand dollar retainer, and promised twenty four seven service. The name was familiar, but he couldn't quite place it, as he read it off a card, he scribbled the name his assistant h...
I sat there, staring into my beer, beginning to hate every minute of this, my wife's twenty-fifth high school reunion. The whole thing seemed like a waste. We had met and married after we met in collage—I didn't know any of these folks—and for that matter, she hadn't seen or talked to any of these folks since then (save for a few close friends she had retain...
Florian lay in what could be best described as a doggie style position on the basement floor. There was a long metal bar with four cuffs to it, and Flo's ankles were cuffed to the outer bars, and her wrists to the inner bars. As the bar went between Florian's legs and the cuffs were straight across, this put her at a cramping disadvantage. Florian wished...
"Hi Mrs. Smith is Kris home?" Mike asked trying his best to do anything but stare at his best friend's mom. She was pushing fifty but plenty of swimming gave her a damn near flawless body if a tiny bit on the slender side. Her face gave just enough hints about her age that she was a genuine MILF and not just a woman who'd had a child. An eighteen year old wi...
Previously on Making Scents: "Ok, let me ask you this." Tyson continued. "Do you really think you can discover a magical formula that will make people irresistible?" "It's the basic pheromone principle." Donald explained. "We know how they work and they are very powerful in the animal world. If you can just find the correct scent for a person at the right...