This is a work of fiction and is entirely a product of my mind. Any failures of omission or commission are entirely my responsibility. ***** I don't know why the Kenny Rogers song ran through my mind at that moment, but they did. "You got to know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em; know when to walk away and know when to run; you never count your mo...
Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Low tide: The period between the ebb tide and the succeeding rising tide. This tale is an espionage fantasy frequently under assault by reality. The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing to him....
Strawberry – A Shanghai Girl in America Ch. 04 Strawberry Under the Mistletoe – Part I – I'll Keep You Warm by Chloe Tzang © 2016 Chloe Tzang. All rights so reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the so express written permission of the author except for the use of so brief quotations i...
Author's Note: I wasn't sure where to put this, so I picked the Romance category, although it might fit better in Erotic Couplings. Okay, right off the bat, if you have a problem with firearms, go read something else. You'll be a lot happier and so will I. An appreciation for the tool and its collectability is part of the protagonists' shared common interest...
Sharon and Bobby learn the ropes as mistress and slave In the third of seven parts of the story of Bobby Lewis and Sharon Ashby we find two co-workers in the throes of adjustment as submissive and dominant. Bobby learns what it means to serve "Sharon style" and Sharon begins to understand what it means to live with a male slave in the house. The story is of...
"Murph really likes you, Tom," Bethany said softly while we walked hand-in-hand to her car. "He seems like a very nice guy," I answered. "And he obviously thinks the world of you, too." "He's a good judge of character," Bethany said as we approached her car. "Humble much?" I chided her laughingly. "I meant yours!" she responded with a good-natured punch...
The warm afternoon sun shined brightly onto her tanned bikini-clad body. Maggie stretched her legs and adjusted the brim of her visor to cover her eyes. She lay on the balcony on the second floor of Hudson Hall, soaking up the sun's rays while ignoring the college boys trying to gawk at her from the sidewalk below. "Hey!" a voice called out to her. Maggie i...
Author's note: Welcome to the third chapter of Two Thousand and Ten - the tale of a year in the life of two friends from a seaside town in southern England. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that the following chapter is purely a work of fiction, my character names are chosen totally at random, and no resemblance to any person (living or d...
This is the third and final segment of Missy's Story and it is not a standalone story. It starts in Over the Top, followed by, Under Life, to finish in this, Aftermath. Aftermath is mostly narrative, told in three person point of view. Over the Top had no 'on screen sex'. Under Life had quite a long sex scene at the end. The middle portion of Aftermath conta...
Prologue In the essence of all things casual, Thomas avoided Jan like the plague. Theirs was not a kiss and tell relationship. Theirs wasn't a relationship at all. There was no such nonsense as holding hands or spending hours gazing into each other's eyes. There was sex. Dark moments of craving and indulgence, a temporary, no consequences union of bodies be...