Author's note. Firstly, please read chapters 1, 2, 3 and 4. I have not put in any reminders of what happened last time; there just wasn't the room. Although this story is in the humour and satire category I have also tried to keep it sexy, and have attempted to at least touch on most genres over the full series. That means if you don't like gay, lesbian, ana...
My name is Brenda and I am a fat chick. I admit it. Some women don't like to hear it and they've got negative imagery associated with that word. I don't. I accept myself just the way I am. I'm going to shock you people by being honest about myself and about my sex life. I stand five feet eleven inches tall and I weigh exactly two hundred and thirty pounds. I...
Remember Rear Window, the old Alfred Hitchcock movie? Jimmy Stewart was stuck in his Manhattan apartment with a broken leg, and observed love, angst, creativity, and even murder through his, yes, rear window. I mostly saw sex through mine. I was still a bit new in NYC in the early '80s. Had a 5th floor walk-up in a slummy building. It was a classic illega...
Chapter 1 I felt an incredible pain all over my body as I awoke, thinking to myself that this was the hangover from Hell. I didn't know just how accurate that statement was, however, until I noticed the heat all around me and smelled the Sulphur smell ... and then heard the screams of agony from everywhere, in every direction. I looked around and saw people...
In our year of 21, after the first war with the Purists was over, Marietta Chin saw an opportunity for a whole new market, which she called harems. At this time prostitution was done by free lance individuals to provide their services to the busy men and women, which their jobs didn't allow for any time to socialize. Marietta was Moasabai, and she was a fi...
The name is Ted King. I'd like to tell you about some of my most recent adventures. I'm the kind of guy who loves to travel. Ever since I inherited four million dollars from my deceased mother, I have been able to indulge my craving for new places and new cultures. These days, I lead a life like no other. I fly my own private jet. I have been to many countri...
The souls of exceptionally wicked men are made to endure a special Rite of Passage in Hell and those who succeed, they get to become Demons. In mortal life, I was Baler, the right-hand man of His Highness the Great Aku, an ancient king who ruled over the Basaa people in what is today called Cameroon. In my time, I was a particularly brutal warlord. I was bor...
"Thanks but no thanks, Tina, have yourself a good day," Stephen Ranger said as he hung up the phone. The big and tall young Afro-Caribbean man tugged absentmindedly on his dreadlocks as he casually strode through Bank Street, and then crossed the street to catch the 7 bus bound for the Carleton University campus. The bus rolled through the snow-drenched stre...
Nadine’s Mission #1 This is Story One in the Nadine Jansen, Agent 48EE series. I should have Part 2 done by Sunday. This is a celebrity parody, intended to spoof live persons without inferring, intimating, or representing those person(s) views, sexuality, or activities as actual. Nadine walked into her supervising agent's office ready for her first missio...
Over dinner one night with a group of friends, we decided to take a trip to Las Vegas over the next long weekend. We had all met on line playing a political simulation game. Jay and Denise were married and Jay played the game with us. I had met Mark through the game and moved across country to be closer to him when I was offered my dream job in his area....