All characters are 18 years or older. I hope this piece helps clear up spots from the previous chapter. This was a fun piece to write. Please, as always, vote and comment and tell me what you liked or didn't like about this story. ***** Hotel Diabolique: I love old places. Whether they are stone circles, abandoned American Indian villages or hotels, yes h...
The great thing about Scott was he knew he was dealing an extra sensitive Virgo here, despite how I came across on the outside. He was sure to avoid any comments that could be interpreted as critical remarks. I was already hard enough on myself after being constantly criticized by my first husband. Jerry caused me to be insecure and feel dirty and lose all m...
She was the greatest of my loves in a lifetime of loving: Quianna. She had the tawny skin of an African American race, and she was easily the most beautiful of the beautiful women I had called wife. Her arms were bound by scarves at the wrist to the headboard, her legs by ribbons at the ankle to the footboard posts. The restraints held her limbs straight. T...
It was one of those days when there just wasn't anything to do. I had tried the TV, the radio, and had looked through my CD and tape collection. Absolutely nothing appealed to me. I had even considered putting one of my porno tapes in the VCR and jacking off to Ginger Lynn, Nina Hartley, or Annet Haven. Even this really wasn't what I wanted. Almost in desp...
I was slower recovering from my wounds that we had expected; Jen was like a mother hen. She fussed over me and waited on me hand and foot. I really didn't feel up to going back to work. My Mom and Dad insisted that I take another week off; Jen was behind it I thought. She was rarely out of my sight. I couldn't help watching every move she made. She was so be...
I. Lisa hustled Bobby off to the bus and headed back to the house to relax. Bobby was her youngest of three children at 10 years old. She had until 3 o'clock until he would be back from School. David her 16 year old and her 14 year old Mary were going to friends after day camp and staying the weekend. Her husband's parents were taking Bobby for the weekend...
My life had ground to a halt. I had a wife, three kids, a dead end job, and not a whole lot of hopes for the future. I seriously hated my wife. The kids were headed in the same direction as it seemed with their mom as the influence they did a lot of pretty stupid things. Twelve years after my marriage at nineteen I was looking for a way out. I tell this sto...
Part 1: A Cold Wind A rustle of wind blows in from the surrounding trees, making me look up expectantly to the deep blackness of the night. I yearn that HE might appear. I dream of his gorgeous, tanned body. I imagine him walk out of the darkness and into the clearing of my campsite, the campsite of this frail and very anxious young woman. But instead, I se...
Brigadier General Joananne Roberts, U.S. Army, watched as the column of her trucks moved down the highway headed toward Mississippi and Louisiana to help with the hurricane relief. The column was made up of Humvees, 6X6s and big semi-tractor trailers. She sat in her command Humvee and watched as her Operations Officer, Lieutenant Colonel Mike Murphy, counted...
Minabi for once doesn't just look sleepy, she is a little sleepy. Purple skin catches and reflects light as a hand settles over scantily clad heavily endowed breasts, a simple black night shift that can barely be called a shirt draped over Minabi's shoulders. Hanging almost completely open, it covers her breasts just to the nipples, leaving plenty of underbo...