(This is a much-revised version of a story I wrote several years ago that I though worth reworking. There will be others to follow.) Chapter 01: Shula The first time Tony met Shula was the day he went to the Yorkshire office to look over his new position as Development Manager. The Sales manager was a charismatic guy in his late thirties with strong aquili...
(I'm hoping my e-mail inbox will get some peace now that I have posted this addition to what I thought would be a one off story. I do have one final chapter in mind. Just hang in there its coming along nicely. My personal thanks Sanidia for editing this for me.) It was still another hour before Mom shimmered back into the clearing holding one of the Bodygua...
Here before you is the latest episode, the story of Tommy finding his way in 1950s Minnesota. I pay tribute to my mentor and inspiration, the contributor to these pages known as Aaron Burr. Fans of his work will find references to his story Veronica Peeps. Our characters, waiting in the wings, are 18 or over, dirty minded and sex obsessed and very eager to...
Considering the second installment took three years, the fact that this one was done in only a year is a cause for celebration. I would suggest dusting off the first two chapters if you're interested in finding who's who, as that's where the majority of the character development took place. This submission finds us on the afternoon of the second day, and is...
"Oh, look, he caught a fish!" Marja pointed excitedly to an osprey, zooming up from the surface of the Banana River with a mullet in its talons. The fish struggled futilely. "The nest is in the tall tree on this side of the island," I told her, pointing it out. As we watched, the eagle flapped its way to a landing. "I think they have chicks. It's the right...
I will not go into detail here on how it came to be, but I, John, have been enslaved by my wife, Lisa. She has managed to put me under her complete control. I must do exactly as she commands at all times, or face punishment. She is in general a stern though loving mistress. She ensures that I behave properly, but rewards good behavior, and has my best intere...
Dear readers, This story was suggested to me by an exceptional artist named Anasheya. (Sounds like a beautiful girl to me so I'm going to refer to Anasheya as a she, but I've never asked.) She gave me quite a bit of input and I hope I've given her something to work with. Anasheya creates T-Girl art that speaks to my submissive soul and if you like my stori...
"Oh, I don't know, I think Geoff's an artist with his tongue." Hearing my name across the crowded room, I spun around, and the room followed with a slight lag. Too much booze. Just as I'd thought, it was Samantha. More drunk than me, and a loudmouth even when sober. The thing between us had only lasted a couple months, but it'd been pretty hot. She was tal...
*A repost of an old romance story with a fresh edit.* Chapter 5 Anxious dreams pushed Sam to consciousness. Finding himself alone in bed, he bolted upright. The green teddy was draped over the back of the desk chair and Sherry's clothes were gone. He ran to the window. Her car was gone, as well. After pulling on shorts, Sam searched for a note, or any sign...
I wasn't sure what category to put this story in. This is a story where a number of murders take place. In other words, this is a 'Who done it?' type of story. You may not want to read this story if you don't like this kind. A special 'Thank You' to my friend Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. Chapter 1: 'It was a dark and st...