The flight was available. Actually, Stone had to make it available. He didn't kill anyone and take their place. Rather, he paid someone to take another flight. He bought their ticket. It cost him enough. He would have paid more if he had had to. As Michael Stone walked from the airport terminal in Tokyo to a waiting rental car, a weight began to press down...
I first saw Alicia Montreaux in the intensive care unit arguing with a fellow doctor, who happened to be be the chief intensivist, over the care of a critically ill patient. She interested me immediately. Not just because of her wide-set, flashing green eyes, her straight, somewhat thick nose, her thick curly mane of coppery-red hair, her large breasts, or...
Everybody took the CPA board exam in Oct that year, except Emman. Somebody told me that he was not able to review properly because of what happened to us. Why would it be my fault? He's got somebody else. Who moved on? Just as what Peping predicted, I was among those who passed in Apr 1990. 1991 A year after, a day after my birthday, Apr 30, Imee, who sat...
Most children let their imaginations run wild, but in the end, imaginary friends and invisible battles between good and evil, disagree as the sun sets. Children can dangle between different realities, changing direction in an instant, easily leaving old ideas in the dust. The world is still a safe place filled with hot dogs, Saturday morning cartoons, and di...
(Authoress note: of course all disclaimers are still in place regarding characters etc., except for one small truth since so many readers asked me to answer this question. Most of the things I write about I did at some point in my life. Perhaps they were not with as many people but at least one person was there. And they were absolutely not done in the order...
His name was Carl. He was 25, looked OK, was quite fit and had a reasonable way with women. He'd had a couple of steady girlfriends but those relationships had only lasted a year or two, mainly because he had a roving eye. It turned out that while his girlfriends could put up with his roving eyes they objected strongly when his hands and, to put it delicatel...
INTRO Dan Brigner arched his head back, his knees suddenly weak, both hands clutching the platinum blonde head that was bobbing back and forth at his waist, his hard cock surrounded by an incredible warm wetness, a deep moan rising to his ears. Although he'd received numerous blow jobs in his young life, the high school senior couldn't believe anyone could...
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I left school that day and drove back to the adult book store in Seattle. On the drive, I settled on the leather paddle I'd seen earlier, but changed my mind when I saw what I learned is a riding crop. I was instantly hard thinking how disciplining my slave (and leaving a visible mark for her husband to see) would not only turn me on but excite her, as well....
(Author Note: As always, I want to thank you for taking the time to read my story and hope you enjoy it. I know I am not the perfect writer, but if you find something that will help me improve or have good or bad comments, please, let me know. Thanks!) * What the hell had she done to him? Leaning back against the door frame, Harley Barnes lit a cigarette,...