This request is submitted to the CONGRESS of the UNITED STATES to designate the BRASS BED located on the second floor of the residence at 133 MEYER LANE as a NATIONAL HISTORIC LANDMARK. The documentation supporting this application is as follows: ONE It was at that place, on one December 12th, that the innocent, virtuous maiden known as Ashley Johnson, dau...
Spring had arrived early this year. Cassie tugged at her skirt, which threatened to blow up and expose her to the other students on campus. This was only her second semester here, and she had tried her hardest to remain as invisible as possible. If there was anything Cassie wanted to avoid, it was being noticed. The green expanse of lawn was interrupted on...
It was a bright mid June morning at the headquarters of D'Enfer Enterprises, Inc. Justin D'Enfer was at his desk promptly at 9 AM, his athletic frame concealed by his business suit. He allowed most of the employees of his subsidiary corporations a more liberal dress code, but like his father, he always made it a point to look professional around the office,...
"Flash of mauve, splash of puce, fool and king, ghoul and goose. Green and black, queen and priest, trace of rouge, face of beast. (Faces!) Take your turn, take your ride on the merry-go-round of an inhuman race." -Andrew Lloyd Webber, "Masquerade" The limo arrived to collect Troy and Julie Equals at 7 PM precisely. Julie had half-expected Helen to send...
Thor sat back and looked at the circuit board on the bench in front of him. A light wisp of smoke from his last solder point slowly dissipated in the breeze from the ceiling fan. "It should work now," he said. Sitting at the counter across the room, Carley snorted. "That's what you always say. That's what you've said at least a hundred times. It never work...
Newburyport: A New England Novel Of A Woman, Her Loves and Lusts Chapter I: Holly's Seduction It was another rainy weekend. On this dark and dreary midwinter Sunday morning Holly had cleaned the huskies kennel, finished the week's laundry, talked to her oldest daughter in Alexandria, and gotten more and more depressed. The past few weeks had been brutal. B...
My phone vibrated on my desk letting me know of the text message. I reached for it with little thought as I continued to stare at the computer screen trying to get the tests running so I could leave for the day. I glanced at the time while I unlocked the screen. Five to six, nice, I needed to get out of here and was looking forward to heading home for a nice...
INTRODUCTION Sonny-Bill Tripp stepped off the bus at Flaxton City and passed wind, the legacy of half-cooked onions in a hamburger he'd eaten at the last stop four hours ago. He was weary with a sore butt from sitting for 33 hours in buses traveling to his hometown. He was almost broke from a bad day and night at poker when his mom received the call from h...
I hadn't felt so urgently horny since I had first fucked my husband John, twenty years ago in the backseat of his car by the beach, when he was my boyfriend in college. And now in the back of another car, in another time, another John had three fingers deep in my wet, wet pussy, moving in and out like a hard, hard cock, while his thumb flickered across my...
I walked slowly down the dark basement hallway, slightly creeped out to be there alone, and unsure of exactly what I'd find. After hours of searching the library catalog for sources for my research project, it seemed that virtually everything I was interested in was to be found in 'Special Collections', wherever that was. After a little checking around, it t...