I apologise to all my readers for the wait! This one is a special chapter to make up for my absence, and I also plan to submit the next chapter soon. I intend to have it written tomorrow. Thanks to all those who have supported Ronnie's Song! Enjoy.. ------ The next few days at camp were terrible. I avoided Aaron at all costs, although he didn't make any ma...
Her name was Luann, and before I ended up sitting beside her at the bar of the Madison Grill on an early Friday afternoon, I had never seen her before, even though we worked in the same office complex down the street. If I had ever seen her before that, I would have remembered her, trust me on that. Not because she was incredibly attractive, because to be h...
All characters are over 18. All people and situations are fictional and any similarities are coincidental. First submission, So constructive criticism welcome. ***** The co-worker It all started close to two years ago. The glances, the quick witted innuendos. Not much in the way of flirting some might think, but it was enough to keep interests alive. She...
On Friday night after Club Ritz closed, Camilla and Candice were walking out in the parking lot behind the strip joint, on their way to Candice's car. Since Camilla, in her skin-tight black outfit and matching high heels, hadn't shared Candice's bed in two weeks, she chose to sacrifice going home with a man for the sake of her lonely friend's pussy. Candice...
***There's a word in this chapter. I don't use it, but it's there. There's even a whole category on Lit for it. It's never held any attraction for me, but somebody's got to like the idea I guess. Anyway, I needed to use some of it as a vehicle in my plot. If you have an allergy, then skim that part, 'k? 0_ -------------------- Book of the Forsaken Part 2...
NOTES TO THE READER: 1. WARING: If you do not enjoy cuckolding or revenge stories do not waste your time reading this story or submitting feedback to the author. 2. This is a work of complete fiction. It's not a biographical event 3. This is the 3rd story in what I originally thought would be a trilogy exploring the same situation; i.e., a man deeply in l...
I was just numb. That's the best word to describe my state. I ran after Jonathan and he ignored every word. He walked to his car, took one last look at me, shook his head sorrowfully and drove away. I stood watching him go. I was still stood there twenty minutes later, just staring. The sheer enormity of it all came crashing down on me and I cried. I cried a...
It was a chilly spring day, the sun had not poked through the clouds yet over Hardstorm Kentucky and Travis looked out the window of his home. He opened the window to let fresh air in. It had been another cold night, and he wanted to get the smell from the fire in the chimney from last night aired out. It was going to be a busy day. He had to go into town la...
So, you're one heck of a lucky guy aren't you? You aren't sure why or frankly how but one day the world received an announcement seemingly from the heavens that you could rape any woman you felt like doing at the time so long as she is eighteen or above with absolutely no consequences, not even in the event of any resulting (most likely unwanted on the girl'...
I usually know when he is up to something even if I don't know exactly what at the time. The week before last he was all over the place & this week is not much better. "Um ..... Tim & Jeanette have asked if we want to go out with them this weekend & I was wondering if you would like to come?" I now know why! "Where?" "It's a house party at friends of the...