Chapter 3 --book-- Teagan didn't sleep much that night, she kept hearing Candace's voice in her head. There was no doubt now that Professor Jackson knew exactly who she was. Sitting up she wiped the sleep from her eyes and trudged to the shower. She grimaced when she saw her face in the mirror, her eyeliner smudged and her cheeks paler than normal. Grabbin...
Greta Winston and Elle Franklin did their best to keep Ruby sane. Knowing that she had deep feelings for Jack Ramse even though she hid them well, they felt her loss. Having saved them all possibly against a Fallen Angel of unimaginable power the Colonel had cursed himself through a recited spell from a book of dark magic. A Chinese recount of the History of...
Copyright 2009 by madengineer3 This story is purely fiction. No resemblance to any person, living or dead, is implied. I want to thank MiliktheRed for editing this story. * My name is Paul Gray. I am an assistant professor of physics in a medium sized college. I normally was very careful, not leaving anything to chance. As I re-discovered, it only takes...
I finished loading box #35. Who would believe the amount of crap you can collect over twenty five years? Well, really thirty two but twenty five in this house. Some of it easy to toss. Some of it not so much. Memories. Man, they stack up. Just like the boxes lining the garage. But, life has changed. I mean really changed. Thirty two years of marriage gone i...
Rickyboxen – you know, if after reading this people inundate you with requests to "fix" their stories you only have your excellent editing skills to blame....smiles. You are my calming voice of reason through the divine madness that is the writing process – and I thank you! CHAPTER ONE Dare I stand before you, In the harsh light of reality? I think not! F...
Sean closed his eyes and drew a deep breath into his lungs trying to steady his nerves. If the information he'd be given was accurate then she'd be here soon, probably in the next half an hour to twenty minutes. She was of course a creature of habit like most people. It had taken nearly a week for Sean to clear his calendar of work and social issues to memor...
MOB'S LAIR: THE COLUMBIA CLUB As Tony sauntered into the Columbia Club with his nephews and made his way to his reserved table, he could still feel his turgid cock at half mast. He smiled and imagined he had a nice bulge going, which normally served to make things better or worse depending on his point of view at the time. Today, it made things better. Tony...
Friday November 17th, 2012 Hello, self. I've been wanting to start this journal for a while now, glad to finally be getting around to it. I can't get this out of my head so I figure it might help to write it all down and get it out in to words. I've never been walked in on before while having sex - especially not by an ex. My ex-girlfriend still has the k...
As usual I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. Also for the speed in which they both turn around the chapters of this story. As I often play around with a story after they have read it, I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. * * * * * Chapter 5...
Tell me how you'd make love to me. Slowly, I think. You seem like the kind of woman who would want to go slowly. Why do you think that? I suppose because we're of an age. Not young, precisely; not rushed, not careless. not old either; not dead. Oh, good, I'm not dead. Oh, hardly. You're just not young anymore. No longer unblemished. You have lines...