It was seven in the morning before Jack woke up after getting home from the hospital. His alarm clock blared in his face and he groaned with annoyance. He sat up, but his right side was weighed down. Rolling his eyes, he pushed Elassa off his shoulder and swung his legs out of bed. From his doorway came a few footsteps. Jack got out of bed and Elassa grabbe...
"Strawberry Swirl" And so, May has passed that night, and June was here at Camp Hattawata. Charles unlocked his store as a red produce truck parked in front of the diner. The sun broke the twilight sky as the driver stepped out of the truck. His thick brows covered his Gator cap as he walked to the co-owner to shake his hand. "Charles, you old Corgi! How ar...
Chapter Eight Ellie looked at Gabriel Ellington and sighed because he still looked pretty pissed off. She had made a call to him earlier that day, and he had yelled at her for a solid twenty minutes. It appeared that no amount of grovelling would appease him. Finally, Ellie had agreed to meet him and let him do a physical to make sure that she was, indeed,...
This is a story I wrote for my toy to enjoy.I hope you all enjoy it as much as she does. Many thanks also go to Pappya Lynne for her editing skills. It is Friday morning you're sitting at your desk wondering what you will do this weekend. The kids are away at their dads and to make matters worse you hadn't spoken to me this morning because I was traveling...
The echo of designer heels clicking across polished granite tiles pierced the silence of the building lobby. It was the confident stride of a young woman who to look at her, exuded contemporary class and an urban sophistication. She stepped into the elevator as the doors slid open and with a perfectly manicured finger, pushed the button for the twenty-fourth...
Disclaimer: This story occasionally refers to events in my other submission "Diane, Lorena, and Me." It should stand up by itself, but you might read the first story before reading this one. As always, this is a work of fiction. All characters are over eighteen and any resemblance to individuals living or dead is purely coincidental. Be advised that this is...
Along with Jennifer's series, I now present you with Evan' Life! Here is the first story, from the erotic series, that got the ball rolling. Enjoy! ******** Moving was always tough. Evan knew it, but he steeled himself for it. The movers packed what little stuff he had, and had just left. His home was now an empty shell, and he looked into it one last time...
The knocking on the front door that Wednesday morning, was more in keeping with a visit from an irate officer of the law, in other words it was a pounding on the door. To say that I was hesitant in opening it was the understatement of the year. Perhaps he is correct, that I am a dumb fucking shit. I did do the most stupid of things and opened the door, I wa...
SOMETIMES, DYING IS EASIER...... TUESDAY, SEPTEMBER 13, 2005 My name is Bill Maitland. I'm an Assistant State Attorney in the Jacksonville State Attorney's Office. Unofficially I'm the chief prosecutor which means that although in an organizational chart there are two other SAs at my level, in reality I'm the number one guy under the Big Man, State Attorne...
Once upon a time ... This faery tail (starring faeries, and lots of tail) begins as all stories begin, you, the fair maiden (sort of), a damsel, the darling daughter of the distraught Duke offered in sacrifice to appease the dastardly dragon of dangerous destruction. A faery tail like every other faery tail. And the 'tail'? Yours, that is? It is currently...