(I have to thank Lewunrem for her invaluable help editing this story. I hope this turns into an enjoyable read for you folks. If it does, then we got it right. If it doesn't, then perhaps next time.) My Dad once told me that my honesty was simply too much for most folks. Kinda dumb when you think he was t...
This economy is killing me. Or as the general parlance goes, "it fucking sucks." "I'm sorry, Kay, but we really just cannot afford to continue your contract." He looks genuinely pained, but I am looking for any falsity, pretense. "I'd be willing to cut my rates, as I have the last three years, but the margin is getting smaller," I offer. He smiles. "I app...
Warning: this story and specifically this chapter contains a physical struggle. Read the previous chapter for some fairly standard hooking-up; this chapter is where revenge and rage happen. ***** The girl was just beginning to get back into rhythm after her most recent orgasm when Dennis noticed movement out of the corner of his eye. Something hard smashe...
Chapter 1 South Australian Kiefer Kennedy (24), leaned back into the seat of his pickup in the small town of Willunga at 4:50 pm, wondering what it would be like living in Melbourne. He understood cops were heavily outnumbered by crooks and a guy from the countryside would be unable to tell the good-time babes from the younger mothers and female workers wi...
All names, places and events in this story are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to persons living or dead is totally coincidental. This story is a humorous fantasy, written some years back and with some references to certain women's names which may mean something to the Clintonic era of scandal archivists. * So these three kings arrived at this une...
I don’t normally accompany my husband on his business trips, but after some mild convincing, I found myself in a plush room at the Hawthorne Plantation. The Hawthorne Plantation touts itself as the largest, most authentic plantation in the Carribean. If you want to be pampered, this is supposed to be the place to go. I needed a getaway, and this seemed perfe...
Until the middle of May of my freshman year, I attended classes at the University of North Texas (UNT). Partying consumed more time than studying, and my grades weren't good. As a result, the Dean put me on probation the next semester. When classes ended, I hitch-hiked to Oklahoma City, it wasn't one of the most intelligent things I ever did. I was 25 years...
Even in the shade of the massive tent it was still hot, and although Nadia Méchant wore little more than a transparent sash of green silk wrapped around her voluptuous body, her milky skin still glistened with sweat, and her long auburn hair clung to her swan-like neck and arched back. She was reclining against a mountain of pillows and cushions stuffed with...
When they pulled around to the back of the barn Cora looked at the shed. How hadn't she noticed that there was a sliding wooden door attached to it and a hook to place a lead line and halter? She was half glad she didn't because this was an amazing surprise. Ronnie parked the truck and looked over to her. "What are you going to name him?" he asked. "Well,...
Chapter 5 - Mila It was raining in Top Town. Grey clouds hung low over the mountain top city, matching the grey stone buildings that made up the majority of the architecture within the town walls. Mila was walking beside the warg Alagar as she approached the east gate. She could see the mage Kalliya standing beside a horse to one side of the gate, her black...