Eileen drove quietly. Occasionally, she would flick a glance at her companion. She could see that he was still tense and worried about this gathering. Suddenly, she pulled over and stopped the car. Silence looked at her in surprise. "Perhaps we should not go to this Gathering, Silence," she said. He knew his tenseness was the cause of her comment. He took...
The Maiden's Kiss rocked ceasely to and fro upon the violent sea, her captain shouting orders to all hands on deck: "Put yer backs into it, dogs! This won't be my last voyage, but if I catch any o' ye slackin, it'll be yours!" Salazar Khan barked, bracing himself against the ship's wheel as high waves battered his craft. Her sails billowed fruitlessly in th...
Roger woke, feeling strangely compete, when he heard Georgina sigh, he knew why. She was owning him in her sleep, her leg was possessively thrown across his thighs, her hand had cupped his breast, her thumb and finger surrounded his nipple. She had ground her valley onto his hip. He doubted it was possible for her to gain more contact with him. He wanted to...
"I have to trust my instincts. I can't go second guessing myself. If I go back now, I might end up going the wrong way that time. I had better keep going this way till I get a clue where I am." She said, she now continued to head forward still. Her pride was willing her to not waver from this choice of direction. That was the least of worries though soon. U...
(Dear Gentle Lit Readers: As is usually the case, a story is more than just the fantasy of the writer. Thanks as always to Availableslave4u for checking it out and editing it. This story is based on My Barista which was one of the first series of stories I wrote and submitted to Lit. This is not a quick wank story, so unless you like a ton of background, re...
Cigarette burns pockmarked the yellow surface of the long, oak table sitting in the center of the room. A single, overcrowded ashtray sat lonely on the table’s top. Stale smoke hung in the air and, judging from its lack of movement, could have been hanging there for years. The only window, placed too high on the wall to offer any real illumination, had wire...
Chapter 4. Doctor Coughlin Argie had been waiting patiently for thirty-four minutes when Dr. Coughlin came out to meet her. She jumped slightly when the handsome, dark-haired man breezed confidently into the room and extended his large hand to her. "Hi," he said in a resounding baritone, "You must be Mrs. Franck. I'm Dr. Everett Coughlin. Sorry, if I kept...
27: Battle "So he is the man you battled with?" asked Michael. "Yes, he is exceptionally skilled for a vampire only months old," said Joseph. "He has a very strong will. I think I will need to use the strongest methods to get answers from him," said Michael. "I'll try the woman. She's his wife so it might soften him up," smirked Joseph. "I'll prepare fo...
"Silky, I've got a proposition for you," George said in his serious voice. In case you don't know, George is my Daddy, and we live with Jessica, my tall evil sister. We all share the same bed, and have a lot of fun. "This sounds like I did something wrong," I replied, reluctantly. My emerald eyes pierced the curtain of crimson that hung, uncombed, across my...
Chapter 2: Nothing Is Ever One Sided I'm not totally a prude, not really. I have enjoyed the usual flirtation and double entendre' comments at parties with our friends, I admit it. It's just that I had always fallen short of having sex with anyone except David. In fact, he has been the only one, ever. I guess the nuns must have made a deep impression on me,...