© 2016 Chloe Tzang. All rights reserved. This story or any portion thereof may not be reproduced or used in any manner whatsoever without the express written permission of the author except for the use of brief quotations in a review. Okay, this is my second entry for the 2017 Summer Lovin' competition and it looks like I just scraped this one in before the...
Season of the Wolf Part one: Running With the Pack Chapter 1 "Grace, you can't be serious." My roommate glares at the cardboard box I've been packing for the last hour as if its public enemy number one. Impatient with my non-response she huffs and taps a manicured nail against her perfectly tanned forearm. "I mean, have you really thought this through?"...
This is my first submission here, though this story has been published elsewhere. It is first installment of a long series of erotic stories following the life and times of, Estefan Ernando, who will one day be the solar system's most-feared, master criminal. They have been taken out of their original formats and placed into chronological order. This is a de...
*** Masquerade! Paper faces on parade. Masquerade!Hide your face so the world will never see you. Masquerade!Every face a different shade.Masquerade!Look around, there's another mask behind you! -"Masquerade", The Phantom of the Opera *** CHAPTER 1: Blackmailed into Slavery "Please, Sir," Mandy said in a shaky voice to the man in the well-tailored sui...
Author's Note: If you haven't read the first two installments of this story, you will be severely confused. I dislike when writers rehash old topics and I promised myself I would never do it. Thank you, Paul. Your editing help and insight worked well with my ignorance. Chapter 1 - Teegan "Stop calling me ma'am," I told Jason. His military bearing did lit...
Chapter 1 "Ms. Shawcross will see you now," said the willowy blonde secretary, motioning them to follow her. Charles Emerson noticed that she had a pronounced seesaw to her hips as she undulated down the corridor to the conference room they had requested. "You know this is not going to be pleasant," warned Don Carcharo, Emerson's lawyer. "I don't expec...
Year One Gerald Murphy was screwed and he knew it. He preferred to be called Gerald but for some reason, most people including his now ex-wife and former boss called him Jerry. He went with the flow but it still rankled him sometimes. But what people called him was the least of his worries. His primary concern was what a 35 year old man was going to do afte...
NOTE ON CONDOM USE Because this is a fantasy and no lives are in danger and there's no possibility of pregnancy (unless conceived in my creative brain) I have eschewed the use of condoms. You may assume one of the following: Condoms are, in fact, being used (hard to assume in some cases). We're in a time warp and have gone back to the early 70's. Everyone h...
Greater New York Jinro could see cranes dancing in the imperial garden at Kyoto. Their antics, wings flapping, necks dipping and gyrating, were graceful, choreographed by evolution over thousands of years. The vision was faded like an old photo or distant memory. He'd left Japan with to live with his American father when he was 9, and filled his head with t...
Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 2' is a continuation of my surprisingly well-received first attempt to dabble in the realm of magic. Obviously, I learned nothing from the first as, in this story, I continue to ride roughshod over preconceived notions and the 'established guidelines' of the genre. Mea Culpa. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the ba...