Adrienne had been fairly satisfied about her marriage to Giacomo Navarocci, a traveling businessman, whose company seemed to take him away from their Cayman Islands house a lot. She didn't mind, because she used him for his apparently large salary and expense account, as she was in the Caymans dodging taxes, and could not access her ex's alimony checks. She...
I woke up early the next morning and prepared breakfast for my slave Raven and myself. I knocked her completely out while I ran to the commissary to get fresh supplies for my food synthesizer. I was back in moments and she never stirred. I set her controller for her to awake naturally while I whipped up breakfast, I assumed that my slave, like most southern...
The gray areas had become very wide and ill-defined, their edges fuzzy. There was very little, it seemed, that could be seen as simply black or white. Not good or bad, right or wrong; not happy or sad, love or hate, best or worst; neither interest or indifference, nor concern or apathy. The list just went on—nothing was absolute. Just shades of gray. Nora D...
Vesper felt a light breeze drift over her and she yawned and stretched out her arms and legs, knowing that her wings pushed up a bit from her position on her stomach and she felt the sheets from her bed slide down to uncover her from the waist up. Burying her face in the pillow beneath her head, she kept her eyes closed for a few more moments before she fina...
This is the fifth Convertible story. The first two, “The Convertible” and its sequel “The Convertible – Another Road” are closely connected and should be read together, but from the third story onward, the Convertible stories are standalones, the charmed 1955 TR2 being the sole thread tying them together. (A couple of early characters put in a cameo appear...
Since I usually write about some of the things that have happened to me in my life, this is a bit of a departure. I have tried to put myself in the mind of a man and deal with the problems of an unfaithful wife from that perspective. There's a third part still in the writing stage, but I'd like to know what you think so far. Chapter 01: Dwight, the Postman,...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Born on the island of Trinidad to an Afro-Trinidadian mother, Amina Ramping, and an Indian immigrant father, Khan Saad, Kerry had always known early on that she was different. It wasn't something that Kerry understood fully, but she watched the people around her and knew that she was smarter and better than them. The fact that she was also exotically beautif...