My name is Dan Wyatt. This story covers a few decades, so grab some popcorn and get comfortable. There are a lot of side stories that I'll leave out for the sake of brevity, and I'll try to keep the story line as linear as possible, so it's easier to follow. I guess the best place to start this story would be the on the best, happiest and most important da...
She climbs from the cab and as it drives off, stands swaying with fatigue. She is a pretty girl with long full brown hair, an exception of stillness in the crazy yellow of the street lights, in the shifting shadows and glares from headlights, in the din of engines, tires and horns. Three bicyclists barrel down the sidewalk shouting at her for standing so stu...
CHAPTER 1: A Dance and a Song Josiah Langer looked around the VFW hall. Older people sat at cafeteria tables, talking over the music which was just a bit too loud. There were pitchers of beer or Coke and baskets of potato chips and pretzels about. Lots of younger children were running here and there. One girl looked about his age, and he didn't want to loo...
Summary: In setting with the rest of my stories. Monstergirl lizard Kit captures a human girl by accident. Decides to keep her, and a whole load of bondage and lesbian stories, a little fantasy combat and some fun times develop. Please enjoy. *-*-*-* In a monster girl village, a lizardgirl family of a widowed mother was getting for their daily lives. "Mo...
Author's Note: Following on from the first Glencross Manor story, we turn our attention to Ruth's donor, Richard, and how he came to be a donor at the formidable yet mild-mannered Mrs. Elspeth McEill's rather unusual human reproduction and embryology institution, and his encounter with his first ever client. As always, all characters are over 18 and any simi...
(Tom) "Tomorrow is WHAT?" I asked. Surely I'd heard wrong. "Nude Day!" Karen said, giggling. "That's not a real holiday," I said. "It is, look!" She handed me her phone. It was on some website that said that tomorrow was indeed Nude Day. "This can't be real," I said. "The guys said the resort is having an event for it tomorrow," she said. The guys she...
Chapter 1 ==== Preparing for the Evening It is another brisk morning walk around the manor. All the leaves have fallen from every tree covering the ground in the colors of Autumn with gold, red and orange with thin, brown veins that showed life in every leaf cut off. The crackling sound is heard clearly from stepping on small piles of the colored, thin laye...
1. The room was silent, lit only by the bright arc lamp which shone its beam onto one side, that of April. Her body naked knelt upon the bed with her long brown hair cascading over her shoulders and back, her head bent forward, in hiding from the light. Then the music began, a slow soft drumbeat at first getting louder and rising in tempo with it her head...
The woman in this story associates colors with sounds and with forces of nature, even sex. This is a story of her quest to capture those colors in her abstract paintings, and of her love life with a French wine merchant and art collector, Andre, and a French-American fashion model and artist, Claudine. Chapter 1. Synesthesia; Andre The sound of the fog...
Chapter 12: Surrounded Author's Note: This chapter takes place immediately after the events of Chapter 11. The war drums are beating and Jack, Greg, and the rest of the Javans are about to be attacked by the Andalucian clans. Enjoy! ***** All at once, a rousing barrage of gunfire cascaded from the heights of the plateau into the oncoming rush of attackers...