This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
***Well, ... Edwina is lost and wandering through the wilds of her township as she's never seen it before. What next? Horseless carriages? You just know someone like her is going to come up against the details of the modern age and I enjoyed writing those. And just how do they find people who are small enough to fit inside those boxes to speak with the pa...
She decided she would call herself "Rose". Not that anyone would care; not with the dress she was wearing. She could be Eunice or Bertha or Griselda or Enid, but with her tits just about hanging out and her back exposed nearly down to her ass any man would nod and tell her it was a beautiful name. But in keeping with her dress, which was a deep crimson red,...
They had a wonderful weekend booked at a grand and fancy historical hotel in the big city. Tony was 35 years old. He was 6'1" tall and weighed 195 pounds. Tony was athletic, and he had excellent poise and posture. He was bald by choice, and he had a neatly trimmed goatee. He was the tall dark and handsome type. He looked like "a long and lean Vin Diesel" He...
I joined the Air Force in 1988 at the age of 19 with a guaranteed job of Aeromedical Specialist, which at the time had an Air Force Specialty Code of 4F0X1. I was excited as hell to both get out of my small hometown which offered a high school graduate nearly very little when it came to job opportunities, and nothing along the lines of excitement either. Joi...
Hello my dear readers, It took longer than I expected, but I hope you like how this story is developing. Please be gentle with your comments, although you already know how I encourage you to tell me your opinion. With love, xxJennss ***** Lucas... 6 years ago Mr. Thomas was our history teacher, his long almost white hair was the reflection of 500 years...
Again, thanks to Jezzaz for the loan of his characters. And I did research on everything I wrote, so if you're Catholic, don't be angry. I have no feelings for your religion one way or the other, but I do respect it, and I mean you no offense. And yes, the main character is a bit over the top, but sometimes that's what is needed. I remember Harddaysnight t...
I opened my eyes and stretched my limbs. For some reason, I felt more refreshed than I had in years. A good night's sleep can do wonders for a body. I heard a noise emanating from the master bathroom and turned my head to the left to learn its source. An attractive woman stepped briefly into my view before entering the shower. I had to admire her lovely, n...
MotherTell your children not to hold my handTell your children not to understandOh mother FatherDo you wanna bang heads with meDo you wanna feel everythingOh father Not about to see your lightAnd if you wanna find hell with meI can show you what it's likeTill your bleeding -Danzig "Mother" Everyone believes that fear comes in the night. That midnight is...
"Your fondness for these floral patterns continues to elude me, Doug," Kelly said. Setting down her beer, she took yet another look down at the loud print dress she'd found herself in after playing "Stayin' Alive" on the jukebox. "Feels like acres of fabric here." "Too much fabric beats too little, doesn't it?" Doug replied. "I feel like somebody must've po...