This story is fiction based loosely on people, places and events mostly from my life. I strongly suggest that you read the previous chapters before you read this one. I love feedback, comments, criticism and ideas for future chapters. If I don't hear from you, I don't know if I should continue my story. Also, your vote tells me how I'm doing. Enjoy, Dani...
Note from Slick: How many of you have played the game SORRY? Those of you who have know that it is a game of revenge and can get downright nasty at times. This story is about a nasty SORRY game but not the kind of nasty you might expect. If you've never played SORRY before then do a SORRY GAME RULES search. I hope you enjoy it. All rights reserved. SORRY...
This is another entry in our ongoing series of true tales from our past ten years. We are an adventurous couple in our late 20s who have had the fortune to rack up quite a number of hot sex stores and wanted to finally share them with others who might be interested. Our goal in writing them was to not allow ourselves to embellish even a little as to keep the...
CHAPTER FOUR BRING OUT THE BONES After we all sat back down at the game table, I looked at my watch. To my surprise it was almost 4:00 AM. The sun would be coming up soon, and I had a date to play golf. I met Mike a couple of weeks earlier during my lunch break. We hit it off pretty good. He was a member of the Twisted Pine Golf & Country Club. The...
My name is Jim. I arrived home from work about two in the afternoon the Friday of Labor Day weekend. Sally, my wife, had shipped the kids off to their grandmother's house right after school. She was due back home in about an hour. We had planned to have a nice bar-b-q, then go to our local bar for some drinks and play pool. I went upstairs, took a shower, g...
Mom was willing to take me out to see a junior hockey game. It was fun, fast-paced entertainment, and it didn't cost us a week's salary. - "I'm glad you suggested this." she said. - "Thanks for taking me." I thought about binge-watching a TV series, or even getting a jump on my reading, but my thoughts kept straying to the Apartment. My resolve faded e...
The fight in Silithus was going badly for us. Two more mobs (monsters) had spawned while we were already fighting another two. DarkKitten was in 'cat' form (she was a Druid and could morph into different forms). Cat form was the best for dealing damage, and she was lashing out at the two mobs effectively, bringing their health bars down quite quickly. But th...
The Game - Part 5 & 6 - Bending and Twisting "If you cannot obey, end the game." He stared down at her, a mocking sneer on his face. "If you cannot submit, end the game." Letting go of her wrists, his voice softened. "I've always admired your spirit. I think that's why I fell in love with you; but if you pit your will against mine, and don't just end the ga...
The early nineties was an interesting time for me. As an avid role playing game player, I was accustomed to a hobby dominated by boys and men. At 23, I was out of school and on my way in a new career. But then two things combined to bring a significant change for the time. First, the Goth culture had grown significantly in the United States, even if many peo...
Hello! I want to send out a huge thank you to PennLady for her help with editing this baby. Also, I can't recall now who said they liked this particular player. I think there were a few of you. So this one is for you guys! Enjoy! Happy Reading! M. ;) *** After the first few weeks, Rebecca slowly started to get the hang of it. She learned how to get fro...