Chapter 1: Don't Croc the Boat If Michael had known his future would have involved rowing a boat... he would have definitely worked more on his upper-body strength. Those crew jocks he remembered from high school all seemed to be practicing for something that would never be useful, like learning how to apply a mustard plaster or stealing cable. But here he...
[note: this completes the story, with a new chapter presented here with the original, earlier chapters. I'd consider this a version 1.0 effort for now, too, and at about 115 pages, it's not a short read. Also, while there are loose romantic elements, I'd consider this more sci-fi and properly considered as belonging in the non-erotic category.] Mystères élé...
Freebird! Eddie Nesbit could not carry a tune under the best of circumstances but with only the uncaring wind to hear him bellow, emulating Ronnie Van Zant was not the hardest task. Above the hearty drone of the 351 Ford motor pushing him up the mighty Mississippi in an old Ski Nautique, Eddie and the late Van Zant sang their hearts out in praise of the als...
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Stalking through the thick jungle, hyperaware of my surroundings, with my twin Sith lightsabers in hand but not yet ignited--I did not wish those fiery red blades to give away my position--I moved in deadly silence towards the men I must kill. My companions were near me, but I ignored them. As an apprentice to the Dark Lord, I knew that the main focus of thi...
(Author's Note: I would like to thank several of my fans for suggesting some of the scenes in this story. And to Allan, who provided the inspiration for it.) Some people may find it quite strange that Jenny followed her lover from the relatively placid town of Finchley to the frenetic environment of New York City, but she did just that. She had barely de...
Chapter 1 I'm so confused. I've just opened my eyes to see sand and ocean. Don't get me wrong, it's gorgeous. I just have no idea where I am. I'm supposed to be on a sailboat right now. Wait...I remember now. There was a storm. A big one. I think everyone else on the boat drowned. I remember a lot of screaming that there were no life jackets. I think I grab...
(These words are but the vacuous exposition of mind yet untorn. There exists within it neither an intent to remonstrate nor demonstrate any person living or dead. Let these grains of time pass without offense, for they would wish it on none. Not a fap on the first page story.) The Book of Rai: Sons of Heather He watched. It was not so important as to t...
Authors note: Please note that the Dom's perspective is in normal Print and the submissive's in italics. * Transformation time I opened my eyes to the sound of Master Jack's heart beating under my ear. His strong lean arms held me against his well-knit naked body under the sensual material of the black satin sheets as the first rays of the sun cast a warm...
Hey Folks, Happy Thanksgiving, I wrote this one with the idea that it would be a nice long Holiday read. It's a bit different from my usual Turkey Day stories. Believe it or not this time the turkey survives. There is no flying food in this story. It is a long one, so those of you who just need a quick two page story should steer clear of it. This year as...