The story so far: Lisbeth Somerset is a 36-year old English workaholic who teaches human rights at a university in an Arab country. She is caught handing a bomb to the assassin who had plans to kill the children of the local ruler and of other dignitaries. That ruler, Sheikh Fouad, consumed with rage, considers the death penalty even too lenient for her and...
Prolog Nancy Nichols had just finished her junior year at UNLV and decided to stay in town during the summer and take a couple of courses to relieve her crowded senior year schedule, rather than return to her parents' home in Chicago. She had applied and gotten a part time job at "Monica's Stilettos and Lingerie" which was a shoe store that also sold vintag...
It was a morning like any other. The night before had been much the same. Yet, when you awoke this morning you felt something strange stirring. You twitched and curled up in your half-asleep state and felt something warm and alive. Fearful that something had crawled into your bed uninvited you shrieked and kicked at the sheets to find...nothing. Not a creatu...
Chapter 2. Wednesday Breakfast. Ann started to pull on her pajamas and said to me: "Time for breakfast - wear your robe." As we were about to leave her room she looked slightly apprehensive and said: "My beloved, as much as I love what we did and I hope we get to do it a whole lot more, I think it would be best if you slept with Barb tonight and Cindy tomo...
Hi, I'm Alice Conway. This story begins in the year of our Lord 1952. In early summer I celebrated two milestones at the same time: my graduation from high school and my eighteenth birthday. No way I was going to college: I wanted to get out of my parents' house and earn my keep! And I figured that wouldn't be too hard. Living in the wholesome Midwestern tow...
Please note that this fanfic is written based on when Rias already graduated high school (19 y/o) and married Issei (18 y/o). *** Issei couldn't help but smile at the familiar sight of Kuoh Academy as he turned the corner. His latest mission of hunting and destroying a fallen angel for the Gremory family had taken longer than expected. The tricky bastard...
Holly: Arabian Nights ----- Ned was preparing interim reports on the TWA website. He took longer than usual, stopping occasionally to stare longingly at his travel mate in the corporate jet cabin. Holly was a tall platinum blonde, flexible and athletic. Ned was escorting her on a transfer to a Middle Eastern potentate. She had volunteered for a semester of...
I remember how jealous my older sister always got when I was little and my mother would brush my straight, thick blond hair. "You should have been a girl, Robin," Sis would say, shaking her frizzy, dirty-blond locks. It bothered me because I was not a girl. I was a boy. Mom would sigh and tell me that most girls would kill to have hair like mine, not onl...
Here she was, back in his arms again. Who was she? What was she? What was she to become? Was she his maid? His porcelain doll, his betrothed, his whipping girl? What? What did he want from her? What did she want? What did she want from him? Downstairs he'd just ripped off her clothes, rather his clothes, clothes he'd selected for her. Then he'd given her...
A sultry female voice suddenly broke the post orgasmic silence. "I can't believe you haven't pulled Sammy into your little harem. She's hot, she's married, and she's neglected... everything you look for in a women." With one simple sentence my primal instincts awoke from a gentle slumber and the wheels of seduction began to turn. I was lying in bed with my...