The night sounds and smells traveling on the air told April that it was truly summer in Mississippi. The traffic, just off the clinic grounds, told her it was highway 90 running there. It was the same as everything else at the clinic. The highway was the old version of highway 90. The one that wound it's way through town, not the new one that by passed, the...
Author's notes: Although there's a few hints of things to come, there's no sex scene in this chapter. It's devoted to character and plot development. My use of mixed mythology is an essential component of the story itself. The plot will become more complex as the story continues. As you can see, I'm trying to put more than just sex into this tale. I hope i...
This story is a bit wordy and fairly long, so if you are looking for immediate gratification, you might want to look elsewhere. The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance between these character and events and any real person or events is strictly coincidental . . . and pretty darn impressive seeing as it is a science fiction story. Do not re...
Be forewarned: First, this is not a BTB story. Second, there's no revenge. Revenge is a troubling word isn't it. A spouse cheats. They get caught. A marriage and a happy home is destroyed. Can anyone ever really 'get even'? If you think so then stop reading now, because no one 'wins' no one 'gets even' here. Third, can a man lose his happiness, feel sad,...
Day 4 When Nadia woke, her wife was between her legs, tongue buried deep. Although it felt good, something felt wrong. "Olivia baby, stop." Yes, something hurt, but in the fuzz of her first hangover it took a few moments to sort it out. Her ass hurt. It hurt at her pucker, and it hurt deep inside. "Oh wow." She remarked. Strangely she also felt pleasure...
Sammy had heard about the gallery from a friend of a friend, who had heard from someone else, and so on. In the end, she googled the name, and went to visit that Saturday. It was a small place in what looked like it was once a warehouse. Unfortunately, when she got there, the lights were off and the door was locked. As she was getting back into her car she h...
Reprieve "I did not direct my life. I didn't design it. I never made decisions. Things always came up and made them for me. That's what life is." -B. F. Skinner "S and M is only the expression in the bedroom of an oppressive-submissive relation which can happen also in the kitchen or at the factory, can happen between people of any gender. There is obviou...
Living well is the best revenge. -- George Hebert My name is Jake Barnes and this is my story. I believe in fidelity, monogamy, commitment, and keeping my word. Having said that, what I believe in most is the power of forgiveness and redemption; but I don't believe in playing the fool. I also believe we have a right to be happy. That's where it seems thing...
Note: The few comments, mostly cruel (not to mention my worst scores by far) make me think my story doesn't work. I guess I should have said "future porn director" in the first chapter or something so as not to disappoint. Oh well. I do think this is still a romance, focusing on Joe's love for Jill. Those that keep reading, I hope you find some enjoyment in...
All characters in this story are fictional and any that engage in sexual activity are over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy reading it! At the conclusion to While You Were Sleeping, many readers asked the question, "What happened to Jim?" At the time, I had every intention of leaving that question up to the readers' imagination. At some reader suggestions,...