Prologue 16 years ago Samantha Raney took a deep breath and followed her DSS caseworker into the group home. She shoved her fear deep down and told herself over and over again that this would be a better life, even if she was passed around the system. Her mother died from a drug overdose a year ago and left her in the hands of her junkie boyfriend, Earl. H...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: WARNING: This work is DARK. That is, it contains dark elements that may not be to many tastes even to those of my readers who are accustomed to my other works. The most important element of that is the following: This work contains a graphic rape scene. It's key to the story and the moral and my position on rape is as always a strongly anti-r...
Chapter 10 -- A moment in life with Victor Maria Elena woke up with a start. She was not in her own room, not lying uncovered on top of her own mattress. Instead, she was under a cover, sharing a warm bed with her lover. She nervously glanced at the bedroom door, realizing it was open. She remembered that Victor had closed it the night before. She wondered...
Chapter 9 -- Dinner with the Prime Minister The next morning Maria Elena was awake early to set up the kitchen, in spite of having had only a few hours of sleep. Cecilia was up as well, fixing breakfast for her nephew, who was still in bed sick. The Dominican clearly was exhausted from having spent the entire night with Jason, but she also felt guilty from...
"Tina, where are your clothes?" I asked the nubile teen I discovered naked in my den. "Clothes, don't need no stinkin' clothes, Mr. B," she slurred. "You've been drinking." Nothing like stating the obvious while trying to buy time, and having trouble dragging my eyeballs from staring at those gravity defying young tits, with the vividly erect nipples. "D...
My name is Mark. I'm a fairly typical teenager. I'd like to think that my distinguishing characteristics, compared to the average teenage guy, are that I'm a little cuter (so several girls have told me, anyway), I'm in a little better shape (I'm in an essentially all year round track club and do both the 1500 hundred meters and the broad jump), I'm a little...
Gary Sutcliff's mom always hated me. Well, maybe hate is too strong a word. She never cared for me. I'm not sure why exactly, but I have ideas. Perhaps it started from the time Gary and I had a tiff and, seeking revenge, I hurled a stone through his bedroom window. It didn't help either that, following another tiff, I sledge-hammered the Sutcliff's flagstone...
After practice one day, Ali mentioned that her boss at the diner had made a pass at her. I remembered his name -- Subram. A big, fat, angry Indian guy who controlled the diner through fear and the volume of his voice. "What did he do?" She shrugged. "He kind of cornered me by the bathrooms. He stopped me with a big hand on my chest." She placed her palm fl...
There is no need to read 'Mom on Top Ch. 01' before reading this, since everything relevant to this chapter is explained at the start, though it is recommend since you will have a better understanding of what's going on. No one under the age of 18 in this story is involved with, or aware of, anything sexual going on around them. Feedback is always appreciate...
As you well know, this year Halle Berry won the Oscar for best actress, and a few years back so did Angelina Jolie (now Lara Croft). This is, blatantly obvious, a fantasy sexual meeting between these two beautiful women, yet I have tried to make it as plausible as is possible within the confines of trying to write an exciting story. To me sexual fantasies wo...