Mel Gibson and Oksana Grigorieva It hadn't been a good summer for Mel. His relationship with his girlfriend, Oksana Grigorieva, suddenly soured. Call it a coincidence but the relationship soured, when Mel refused to marry her. After putting up with her lying, he had seen enough of her to realize that she wasn't a good match for him. Then, the final straw, w...
The Next Morning So the next morning I woke up feeling not that bad all things considered and I lay there for a bit with my eyes still closed listening for a sound but I couldn't hear any so I opened my eyes and saw that Brandon was gone. And I moved a little then to try to see the clock on the bedside table and had to laugh cause my tits were kind of stuck...
This is the second of two stories I wrote years ago. They are the only cross over stories I have ever done. I hope to start posting the other later. This one has more sex than the other. ***** The air was arid as I walked across the dry desert area miles from my home. I was on a quest to stop the bitch who was the absolute curse of my life. The dry wind b...
Lay down your weapons and pick up your water guns. Ready? Aim. Fire. Under the second Amendment, the right to bear arms, one of the reasons given for owning a gun is because it's in our constitution. Yet, as if that's the limit to our constitution, I dare say that the 2nd amendment, for all the wrong reasons, is the one amendment most quoted behind the firs...
Note: In the first episode, Maryum had found a way to join the PW&TC. In the second, she had received a comeuppance of sorts for being a cock tease. This is the third episode. Enjoy. MARYUM AASAN, TELECOM BITCH -- PART III -- THE REVENGE Naseem and his cohorts had molested me so intensely that it took more than a week to get back to work. The bruises and s...
(This is my very first submission. I tend to include a lot of references to the Occult in my works due to me being an Occultist. I leave "Easter eggs" for my fellows to find. This work is dark, not like what other stories I've seen on here that claim the same, and has plenty of violence. I also use plenty of swearing. If you do not like any of that then don'...
Expressing my envy of a family who received a surprise visitor two Augusts ago. I own a fifteen-acre spread outside of Fresno. I raise radishes and zucchini; with a few experimental grape vines and a small patch of well-concealed refer on the side. I also do the taxes for a number of my neighbors. I had spent that hot August day trying to fix some irrigat...
Edited by Scalia Authors note: (Many of you told me to get an editor and yes, I needed one. I found one and am quite pleased with the results. Any further mistakes are mine. If you don't like revenge stories you won't like this. Nevertheless, read it anyway and comment. Vote if you feel like it but I value comments more than votes. I hope you enjoy this dar...
"Paint my nails?" I asked Gretchen in disgust. "I'm a guy...why would I want to do that?" Gretchen looked down demurely. "I don't know, Miles. I thought you wanted to amuse me...to put me in the mood, you know?" God, she was so beautiful, I thought. Gretchen's huge, perky breasts were just barely holding up that tube top...I hadn't seen them naked in a whi...
The date isn't important to this tale; but for those pedantic readers amongst you, it is set around 1978-ish or anytime with the last thirty years (or so). * I didn't really want to go to the party. They were all Stephanie's friends who would be there and I wasn't too struck on any of them. Some guy that used to be in her old crowd had moved back into town...