Author's note: After this submission I am planning to move the series into a more story-heavy direction from the current short, action-oriented style. As a result the next chapter has been scrapped and thus might be a while before it comes out. Thanks to everyone who has been reading so far. Hopefully you will enjoy this last (for now) short chapter and wi...
Thomas was not having a good day. It had started like they always did: wake up after not enough hours of sleep, shuffle to the shower, jerk off, worry about cum clogging the drain, get dressed in the clothes that should be replaced, gravitate toward the cafeteria for quick, unhealthy breakfast, and go to the class. Since it was Tuesday, afternoon would be d...
OK, this is, for me, a departure. It's intended as an out and out love story, with the usual intrigue and action bits mixed in. I just did it to see if I could do it, really. It's a lot slower in the middle than the other Ingrams stuff, so be warned. It was supposed to be 10k words, but, as usual, it all started to get away from me and I thought it needed...
In the center of a dark warehouse, five men stood around a table lit by an overhead lamp. Four of the men wore black business suits, the head of an up and coming crime boss in New York with his three bodyguards looking over the goods presented on the table. Across from the table was a man wearing a full body hazmat suit, a representative of Advanced Idea Mec...
Dr. Laura Daniels woke up. She got up and found herself on a bed inside a room that has a floor area of seven meters by five meters; with a height of five meters. Getting up on her left is Reggie Thorne; fully naked. Like many ladies, she instinctively directed her eyes towards his crotch and briefly saw the enormous cock before she turned her eyes away from...
The virus first infected Ally and Jared, then the unsuspecting police officers who came to investigate the bizarre noises coming from the apartment.... ----------------------------- It wasn't until hours later that a group of police officers came to investigate the noise complaint. Upon arrival at the door of the apartment in question, the officers smelled...
Yes, my nipples become like pylons when I have to go into those buildings where the AC is like a meat locker. No, I can't help it, except when I can..... Take this damn clinic. It was freezing and I was losing blood. OK, technically, I was selling blood. I had had the virus, and now they wanted my plasma. Good money. Maybe someone lived. For five days, I...
A college girl becomes a prostitute to pay the bills. The fire alarms were blaring everywhere and everyone was scrambling to get out. I grabbed my purse and hurried out of the room. I joined the small parade of girls heading down the stairs and out of the building. I didn't see any smoke or fire, but I wasn't crazy enough to go looking for it. Once I was o...
Everyone is over the age of 18. ***** January 2002 at the Rooney-Mara house somewhere in New Jersey. Every year both of her teams play for the Lombardi trophy and if one of them makes it to the Super Bowl, all work comes to a halt for her and the family. That's just the privilege you inherit when you're born into the Rooney-Mara empire. Oh, how so many...
This is a rework of my original Vincent's future project, and hopefully a revival as well. I was unhappy with the way the story turned out originally and now that my skills have grown I hope to be able to give this project the quality it deserves. The original will remain up for those who wish to read it, but all future parts will be going off of this versio...