A business is formed to cater for erotic needs Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this story are not necessarily either condoned or recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living...
Hi again. Hope you're still with me. ***** AN INTRICATE WEAVING CONTINUED. Chapitre Sept. JACK MASON reflects. I sat nervously upright not sure what to expect. Certainly the flame red siren that strode into the bar clicking confidently on a pair of four inch red pumps and wearing a diaphanous scandalously short flouncy pale cream dress was beyond all...
Chapter Six Confrontation The door opened to reveal a younger woman dressed in a leather skin suit. Valerie fought to control her facial expressions as the tight garment pressed the far too large a body out of the available spaces. The woman was wearing something at least two sizes too small and Val wasn't sure how she was able to breathe. "Hi, you must b...
CHAPTER ONE It’s been over three years since my husband James left me. I don’t think I’ve recovered from the devastation of the man I thought was the love of my life abandoning me for a younger woman, if you can call her a woman, she was more of a child. James and I met in Junior High, he was my first and only boyfriend, I was 12 he was 13. We went to the...
This story was co-written by MarshAlien and tickledkitty and is our entry for the 2008 Valentine's Day Story Contest. We hope you enjoy it and welcome feedback. Please don't forget to vote! * "I'll tell you what really frosts my cookies. We're out there 24/7, 365 days a year, busting our cherubic little butts, and we get into December and it's all Santa Cl...
Hey, guys. I hope everyone enjoys this story. I'm slowly working on three more projects I'll be submitting. Possibly six. Be patient with me and enjoy this in the mean-time while you wait. I haven't forgotten about Satana or Requin. Leave me a comment letting me know what you think. ***** When I was a little kid I used to play in the park all the time. I l...
Author's Note: Thanks to Techsan and Lady Cibelle for their great editing assistance – they are the best! Enjoy! * WHAT PRICE PARADISE? "If I commit suicide, it will not be to destroy myself but to put myself back together again." - Antonin Artaud I lay there in the tub, thinking how my life had gone bad so fast. Even now, two months later, I was st...
Chapter One Spaghetti Bolognaise Watching Leo His long black fringe falls into his eyes as he leans over the cooker. He pushes it behind his ear where it stays momentarily before falling forward again obscuring his cat-like green eyes, that I know are framed with the longest black eyelashes. He tastes the sauce, the tip of the wooden spoon disappearing bet...
This is not intended as a standalone story. It is a 'second page' to my story. The Painting. I suppose you could read this as a standalone, but you would miss a lot. All of the character development and theme of the story is in The Painting. That theme being of Cancer and one man's recovery and the path back to his life and relationships. Page two is more Ja...
I'm talking to myself again. So what? Who else would listen? God, it hurts. It hurts so bad. I knew it was coming. But there's no way I could have prepared for this. The pain's deep down inside my fucking chest. The feeling of emptiness is unreal. The loneliness. I'm gonna lose it. I just know I'm gonna lose my mind. They're going to put me away somewhere....