Volume 4: Dereliction of Duty Chapter XII: Dereliction of Duty Some minutes later Sarah peeked out from around her coat, emboldened by the barking dog's sudden quietness and the fact that her left leg had gone numb from being stuffed in the workbench's cubby. Hardly dignified, but she'd have gone unnoticed, surely. Once she was sure there was no one arou...
Hello and welcome to my readers. I appreciate your votes, comments and e-mails on my previous stories. My sincere thanks go to geekychick_76, glynndah and Mistress Lynn for their skillful editing and story suggestions. Have a Happy Halloween everyone. ---------------------------------- Donovan Williams couldn't believe his luck. He thought his bid for th...
"You are seriously the scrooge of Valentine's Day, Julia," Whitney wasn't teasing her in the least. In fact, throughout their weekly girl's day out, she'd become increasing agitated with her best friend. "Well Bah-Humbug then," Julia rolled her eyes and crossed her arms over her ample breasts, her cappuccino long forgotten on the table in front of them. "I...
Thanks for 'Techsan' for his editing of this story. * Here it is the afternoon of Christmas Eve and I am sitting all alone at my kitchen table with a bottle of Jim Beam and my gun. I'm not a big drinking man but I did get the Jim Beam whiskey to build up my courage to do what I'm about to do. You see, this is the first Christmas I would be spending by myse...
Roni was depressed. Nothing that unusual, for she was often depressed, some would say she was always depressed. But this was different; it was not one of the usual topics that was depressing her. It wasn't her lank, mousy hair, her droopy 36 d tits, her sturdy thighs, biggish bum or podgy tum. It wasn't the fact that she couldn't find a real boy friend and t...
Copyright 2007, Otto26 Thanks go to my patient editor, snooper. Thanks also to my test reader, slippedhalo, and to all you nice folks asking when I'm going to get another story submitted. The first part of this story, which explains some important things, can be seen at my profile page. * "I'm sorry, Daniel," Giolla wheezed into the phone, "but that visi...
The following material is protected under the copyright laws of the United States of America. This work may not be distributed for profit, in any form, without the written permission of the author or his agent. * * * * * "Rodney, Rodney, I won, I won!" It was my wife screaming into the phone so loud that I thought everyone at work could hear her. Not that...
Prologue Augustina was first to depart. After Ned's inventive tutorial in garage calendar art, she had contacted TWA to see if they could arrange similar industrial modelling opportunities. Acting as her business agent, they had indeed secured keen interest in her talents. After a final full day and night of Ned's exclusive tune-ups, she had flown off to an...
This story doesn't have any sex in it. It is more a story about cheating and it's consequences and it's implications. Again, I did my own spell checking and editing (because I'm impatient), so lay the blame on me. This story is dedicated to Little Debbie. It was with that damned knot in my chest that I drove into the Glen's Pride Apartment Complex that e...
Jun 6, 2010 Fragmented Pieces Book I Spirit Chapter Two A Special Night Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on March 2010. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coincident...