My family came from Westfordshire City. When I was a boy, saying that was a good way to get accused of trolling for sympathy. The post-industrial, postwar economy had been particularly unkind to the city nestled between the hills, and for a few decades its once-beautiful downtown was a wasteland of empty storefronts and abandoned buildings. Nowadays, of c...
Author's Note: All the characters in this story are over 18 and completely fictional. That special someone. Once upon a time there was a young girl who believed that friends could be trusted and love waits... No, this isn't a fairytale, but what she believed was. She was called Kelsey but she grew up, so now I'm called Kelsey and I'm a totally different...
Sex Type Thing "This snow is, like, totally outrageous, dude!" "Outrageous? How so?" "What? Dude! Look at the snow, wouldya? It's coming down so hard, it's like so totally bogus, ya know?!" "Bogus. Ah. So, what was your question?" "That thing in your last lecture? You called it the romantic impulse. I just don't get it." "Ah, I see, what has you confus...
Chapter 1 I felt an incredible pain all over my body as I awoke, thinking to myself that this was the hangover from Hell. I didn't know just how accurate that statement was, however, until I noticed the heat all around me and smelled the Sulphur smell ... and then heard the screams of agony from everywhere, in every direction. I looked around and saw people...
Description: From Birmingham to Ohio, Luanne's job travels offer a promise of the good life ahead for her and her husband, Glenn. But things begin to get complicated when she encounters 'Old Country.' Inspired by the Mark Chesnutt song of the same name. ***** I was drifting ... peacefully; just enjoying the simple pleasure of a warm summer day, lying on th...
BDSM - A desperate woman sells both her daughters into slavery [Author's notes: Warning! This is a BDSM sex story. There are strong Dominance and Submission themes in this story. There are some interracial themes in this story. This story has substantial male/female, female/female, MFM, FFM and group sex sexual contact. THIS STORY HAS INCESTUOUS SEXUAL CONT...
This story deals with themes of coercion and reluctance against a background of female domination. If you think you might be offended please try a different story. Missing the Signs Chapter 1 It was Friday night and the bar was buzzing. The last deal of the day had yielded ten grand straight profit and life was sweet. The only downer was the fact tha...
The Hyatt hotel, Melbourne 20:13 hrs – Friday Matthew Crane studied the cordless phone in his hand with suspicion, as if it were an alien artifact and not just a few circuit boards wrapped in a hard plastic casing. It looked futuristic - sleek and evil - and he feared that once placed up to his ear it would suck him into some unimaginable void that he woul...
This is a new, rewritten version of a story I wrote called Keeping the Secret. This is a very different story and is the story I originally sat down to write. I find that the stories write themselves, but sometimes I get carried away and wander far from the original story. I like this version much better than the first story. It is more realistic and is much...
After dropping Priya off at her house next door, Donna and I showered and crawled into bed, I laid there, wide awake for a while looking at the ceiling. It occurred to me that I had forgotten to remove Jacob's surveillance camera from the ceiling fan. I glanced up at it as I thought, 'Oh well, fuck it. I'll get it tomorrow'. I knew the camera was infrared so...