Erin winced as she dent over to step into her bikini bottoms. It had been a great week skiing, new snow feel every night while the days were clear with bright sunshine. It was like Sun Valley, but better because it was Whistler. It had all been magic, until yesterday when Erin had caught an edge in deep powder, launching herself sideways and into a tree well...
Dear Reader...This is the second story in a three part series with the prefix title 'Crucifix'. And no...they are not OVERTLY religious, but they do have an undercurrent of it...and all the main characters WEAR crucifixes. That in mind, should you be reading this, without having read the first story, Crucifix: Temptation, you may want to read it first as i...
I was having one of those days at work dealing with customer and employee problems. Nothing different than any other day I have had over the last month. I walked around the office wondering what I should do first, and decided that this was a good time to just say the hell with it, and decided today was going to be a good day because I was leaving for the day...
Erin & Jeremy Chapter 3: And She Thought The Ride Was Over . . . Author’s Note: I would again like to thank agirl2envy for her help in this project. The name has remained changed to protect the sexy one. Erin sped up as she pulled on to the nearly deserted road. As she drove, the events of the last few days replayed themselves for her: Meeting her cyber-l...
Chapter 21* Making their way back downstairs, Alex's body was on fire. She would have to address this soon. Her body ached for Gavin's touch. His lips. His fingers, and hopefully...his cock! Guiding Alex into a large room on the first floor they found a woman in what appeared to be a set of stocks. Alex was reminded of the old days, where the Puritans woul...
Tony Harris sat of the beach with his buddy, Jim Gallagher. They'd just finished surfing a few sets and were watching the other surfers. The sun was about an hour from setting, and the light gleamed from the ocean's surface like a million flickering fires. "Take a look at that babe," Jim said, pointing to one of the surfers. She had a rocking body and wasn'...
Erin didn't like her photography professor. She squirmed in her seat as she listened to his lecture, scratching a fresh, itchy tattoo on her shoulder as he prattled on about "the golden hour." She had no desire to shoot landscapes at sunset. Pretty pictures bored her. Richie was a more conscientious student. He paid attention and took notes. The first weeks...
"Paul!" Erin yelled across the swirling mass of humanity, "Hold my bag for a minute will you. I need to take these shoes off." Paul bravely pushed against the seething vortex of drunk and disorderly revellers and grabbed her red handbag. Why she would decide to take her shoes off when in the middle of the concourse along Circular Quay on Sydney Harbour duri...
This story is the twenty-sixth in a series which I have carried on far too long. However, I find these characters hard to get out of my head. I hope that they give the reader some of the enjoyment they give me. While this story can, hopefully, be read enjoyably by itself, the earlier installments provide context and character background. My characters are en...
The private lives of adult film industry legends never cease to amaze me. And they will amaze you too. Take Mr. Marcus for example. He’s a big and tall, sexy Black man. A well-endowed stud whose prowess has made him an icon of the adult film industry. He’s hooked up with legions of gorgeous women of all colors in front of the camera. And behind it, of course...