PROLOGUE The creature sat, crossed-legged on the ground. It had been a long time since it first came to this realm. A very long time. It had enjoyed killing many humans throughout the centuries and planned to continue savoring the taking of life for a long time. They were so easy to break down and destroy. Finding someone that thought they were a pure, good...
Author's Note: Sorry to keep you waiting. Life plus insane writer's block equals me never getting anything done. Your patience, threats, kind words, etc. were much appreciated. ~n4m ******** "So are you ever going to reveal this new girl?" Grady glanced up from his computer screen. He was putting the finishing touches on his latest blog entry when Gia's v...
This is a fictional account. Author's Note: Many of you loved the first story and thanks for the kind words/votes. I will keep developing this story line for you. Please be patient as I also try other things too. Some thought it was geared mostly to men and let me know that too. My apologies to those disappointed if it was not exactly what they were lookin...
I've had the chance to travel plenty in my time, but one of my favorite places on Earth won't be found on any "must-see" lists. Even though it's known to only a small community of people, I think anyone who had the chance to see it would agree that it was one of the most beautiful places in the world. It didn't hurt that such a place was tied to one of my fo...
Before I arrived at Jay's house to live out my ultimate fantasy, there was no way I could have foreseen the need for an enema. But, once Jay told me fingers were going to be pushing into my bottom and I'd be having anal sex, I reluctantly agreed. The cleansing enema was, after all, better than the alternative of having an extremely humiliating experience in...
Fourteen Sara is one of her 'watercooler buddies' at work. The woman is 2 or 3 years younger (it's not polite for even a woman to ask a woman's age!) than she is. They had known each other for a couple of years, and were fairly good friends. They certainly spent enough time with each other at lunch and an occasional after work happy hour to qualify as such....
It had been four days since I had taken the package to Emmy Lou and Becky and stayed overnight at their place. It had been a truly great time and I got quite an education from being there with them, my stepmother Velma, and Jewel. When I entered the store to work the fifth day after the party, Mel was on the toilet with her legs spread wide apart taking a...
Days turn out nothing like you expect them to. Usually they turn out worse, sometimes they turn out better. There are rare days that turn for worse, but then turn to the better. This was a rare day for Lisa Woburn. Lisa was born October 12, 1956 into an average life with some misfortune. She grew up near New Haven Connecticut in a modest life. Her dad worke...
"Dammit!" I slammed the pen down on my desk and ran my hand over my face. Mowing the lawn hadn't helped. Lifting weights hadn't helped. Making – and ruining – a roue three times for my pasta before getting it right hadn't helped. And grading my students' quizzes wasn't helping either. Students. I pulled out my phone and sent the message "Want to scratch s...
Social media is a strange beast. Facebook, Instagram, Twitter, Snapchat, LinkedIn - the list goes on. I'm on a few, used to be on more, but it tends to take over your life. Always needing to share every single event whether big or small, with a network of people you may or may not even know. It's also connected me with many people I have lost touch with over...