It was warm as it often is in late September along the Florida Gulf Coat, but not hot. And at 2 p.m., just like clockwork, she was going about her ritual. It didn't seem to matter whether it was hot, warm or threatening rain, she always did the same thing. And Colin, as usual, was watching her closely. Here was this old woman (Colin figured she was 70 if a...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** My birth name was Daniel Terris. I have a cousin of exactly the same age called Jimmy Terris. Our fathers, after whom we were named, were brothers. They married two sisters, the Joyce sisters. Both families were, near enough, Variety royalty. My grandparents and great-grandparents...
An account of the early life when Don got married and lived under Pa and Grandpa's roof. My Baptist Life - Don Brown There was a lot of activity in the Brown homestead in the late 40s early 50s as 3 healthy children were born to Jacob and Janet Brown. I was in the middle so had plenty of female support growing up, sometimes painful but always loving. We...
Sep 15, 1950 The Deep South. Only fire will cleanse this evil from this house! It festers in every nook and cranny! The old black woman looked like evil that had taken a poor misshapen form. Her skin looked burned with some of the flesh fallen away. A fire sprang out of nowhere and roared all around her. It ran up the walls and along the ceiling burning and...
Author's Note: Hello everyone, I'm sorry for the late update. After being unemployed for nearly four months, I finally got a new job and I love it. The downside, however is that my schedule has changed and I'm still learning to balance work and play together. Therefore, I can't promise weekly updates like before, but I will ensure you that I will finish thi...
(A story by Bros. Grimm, slightly altered by Gatorman) I know . . . You've already heard the story of Little Red Riding-hood, when you were a little boy or girl yourself. Only remember: THAT story was translated to English from the German story compiled by the Brothers Grimm, along with a LOT of other similar German "Fairy Tales." When they compiled t...
Thank you to my editors LadyCibelle and Techsan for making this story a much better read. * I was sitting there in the restaurant in the quaint small town where I used to live. They had one of those tabletop jukeboxes and I was looking through the song titles. I remembered how so many songs seemed to be a pathway for me. I slipped in a few coins and pushed...
Lily's soup was delicious. She had loaded it like a baked potato minus the sour cream, but with extra chives and real bacon bits and tons of cheese. Rogue had had a bowl and a half of soup while Antonio had helped himself to two large helpings and had offered to take the left overs home. Lily had been more than content with the outcome. She even wrote down h...
Aylar Radulescu was a beautiful girl. Half Arab half Romanian, she had golden skin, large brown eyes and long, dark brown waves of thick, bouncy hair. Her 18 year old body was hot to say the least, small and athletic with smallish, perky breasts and a firm, round ass. The thing is, Aylar knew she was hot and used it to her advantage. She could have any guy s...
This sixth part of the series follows from where the last part ended. I suggest you read the previous parts to understand the people and how they got to this part of the story. ***** My first thought when I awoke on my second day at the BDSM resort was that I was so looking forward to the day ahead. It is not often that I awoke looking really forward to a...