The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story. The Case of the Black Badge, Ch. 1-4 Feedback and con...
Author's Notes: Thanks again to TK for the editing job and suggestions. This story is my favorite of the series so far. I spent a lot of time working out the imagery of the scenes, I hope the readers will enjoy them as much as I did when I wrote them. * Shauna and Alayna walked out of the house arm in arm and to Alayna's car around the corner. It wasn't ea...
This story was previously posted on this site. The text below has been re-edited. *** "You're a heartless bitch," he shouted as he stuffed his male parts into the jeans he had just snatched on over his legs. He yanked the fly closed and grabbed his T-shirt off the floor. Cramming his arms into the sleeves, he yanked it over his head, dragging it down to co...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling story and VERY British which has been divided into several parts for ease of editing and reading. The individual parts will make more sense if read in sequence as they follow straight on chronologically. Most, but not all chapters contain some sexually explicit sections and the story has a strong incest theme w...
Shauna snatched her rum and coke from the cocktail table and took a quick drink before standing. She wavered for a moment, then pointed a slender finger at Robert's chest and breathed, "Fuck you." Before he could reply, she shouldered her way past him, slipped through the salon entrance, and headed towards the bow of the yacht. Her flip flops snapped a stead...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) My thank...
THE MIDDLE—CRIME AND PUNISHMENT It was somewhere around two o'clock in the morning and with the exception of just a few faint lights in the corridors, it was pretty dark. I could see silhouettes and shadows of what little there was to see in my ten by ten cell. With my arms folded behind my head, I was deep in thought rather than sleeping like I knew I shou...
I was sitting at a table in the student cafeteria eating lunch and reviewing the notes I'd taken during Mallory's Business Law III when someone pulled out a chair and sat down across from me. I looked up and into the most startling blue eyes I had ever seen. They belonged to a girl I'd never seen before. Actually she wasn't a girl, she was a woman. I'd guess...
It was early on that following Monday morning, that Victria was summoned to the board room. She passed by Aaron, the suite's secretary, staring at her somberly and dressed in a stark black suit behind his low semicircular desk. She too was dressed in her most severe and conservative black suit, her hair down, her make up negligible. Victria could hardly cont...
It was the holiday we had always dreamed of. The middle of summer and the sun over Sorrento was so hot that you could have fried an egg on the pavement. My wife Marie and I were on our first holiday without the kids, who were staying with my parents and we were determined to really let out hair down and have a good time. I was only in my mid-thirties, and Ma...