This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is 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 are...
It had been a late night and, by the time I woke up, the sun was well into the sky; at least by my normal standards. I looked briefly to my left and right. The girls were still asleep; delectable in their relaxed uncovered nakedness in a way that caused my morning erection to surge. Still, we had a big day ahead. A special lunch ashore after which Tash was...
Every Friday evening I visit Veronica, our local lady of the night, for some mild bondage and discipline. At six o’clock I knock on her door. She opens it herself, which she doesn’t do for most of her customers. As soon as it is closed behind me I am her slave for the next half-hour. When I leave I am ready to face the wife and kids for an interminable weeke...
-=-=-=-=-=-=- Lord Talos of Evora Catriona, Imperial County of Catriona 26th of Zenith, 1282 D.f. -=-=-=-=-=-=- The morning sun hadn't yet risen when Talos awoke in a fright. Sweat beaded on his forehead as he breathed a quick sigh of relief, realizing he was not, in fact, in the midst of combat as he had been in a dream now far-off. He unclenched...
SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his ‘shell’ with ease. Hope Honeybun’s interest in young Mr Carson is that...
The footage was grainy and pixilated at times, evidence that there had been a high amount of electromagnetic interference in the air, and the segments being shown had been edited together for relevance. Most of it came from the security cameras posted around the building, especially in the hallways and cafeteria, but some came from cell-phones and the storef...
WARNING TO NEW READERS TO THE SERIES - This is a long, rambling story and VERY British which has been divided into several parts for ease of editing and reading. The individual parts will make more sense if read in sequence as they follow straight on chronologically and therefore new readers should start reading at NOVELS & NOVELLAS - The Touch - Chapter 1 -...
Constance Marchbank sat behind the large modern desk of the medical office. The room was decorated in a traditional style, rather like an old fashioned doctor's surgery. The Adam fireplace was the centrepiece of the room, giving it an easy and comfortable air. Mahogany bookcases surrounded the walls of the well-lit room, with a heavy pastel-shaded carpet co...
The All Saints' Eve ceremony was hours away, and yet Phoarateo primping as if it were minutes to his performance. It had been that way all week, Rylesie reflected as she eyed her vain husband from her perch on their bed. When he wasn't primping, he was practicing, every waking hour of every day. Never mind that he knew the score cold or that he was already...
When Janna got home, she took a quick shower and then sat on the couch, hoping that Mary would be with her soon. She had enjoyed the day today, but she looked forward to coming home to Mary all along. It must have been thirty minutes when the door opened and Mary walked in. The two women hugged each other and kissed letting each other know that they have...