Jesus San Jose is the name and sexual wickedness is the nature of my game. I'm a young Spanish-Canadian man living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I stand five feet nine inches tall, slim and fit, with Black hair, light bronze skin and pale green eyes. I recently graduated from La Cite Collegiale with a diploma in Police Foundations, and I'm curr...
Analise awoke with a start. "Laura!" She let out in a gasping breath. She blinked her eyes a few times to adjust to the synthetic white of fluorescent bulbs. The jerking movement quickly proved itself as her entire body seared in pain. Between the bar fight, the marathon run, and the startings of getting raped, Agent Shepherd's body finally gave out and she...
The items below should give you a more complete understanding of my mind while writing Faith and Hope. This turned out much longer than I originally intended. What can I tell you? You might have questions if you did not read or understand the first story. I like to tell stories. I guess I am a storyteller at heart. I usually tell them from the point of vi...
In her dream, she heard the door of her apartment close, and the sound of his footsteps walking into the living room. She was waiting in the position he had instructed her in- in front of the couch, in the middle of the carpet. With the exception of the silk scarf that covered her eyes, she was completely naked, on her knees and sitting back on her heels wit...
The B of being S, 4A - Semi-Final Emily had been here before. As she floated on nothing with hands caressing every inch of her skin, precisely the same sensations being fed to Courtney's mind and Peter's, both floating identically beside her, both with eyes closed, a tiny part of her realized that she had been here before. As the multitude of fingers and ot...
This story is the property of the author. It is not to be changed in any way, nor published or shown at other web sites without the permission of the author. Feedback and comments to the email address in my profile. Gordon was seated at his desk deeply involved in the analysis of several stocks displayed on his computer screen. His pager beeped and he gla...
Epilogue Within a week, Caitlyn had undergone surgery to fix her heart defect. Advanced technology kept her from having her chest cut open. Instead, she had a small scar on her left thigh where a catheter had been used instead. It took her a few weeks to be well enough to return to work and normal activities. During this time, Gabriel insisted she stay with...
Third and last part. If it seems a little hokey, I ask you to remember that I wrote this 20 years ago -- before there was a BE community, before we even knew there was an Internet! Also -- THANK YOU to the people who commented! YOU made the rest of the story happen. * By now, my wife Cara's milk-making breasts were pretty well taking over her days. When I...
Author's note: Hi guys. I've been a huge fan of this site and its brilliant authors and enjoyed the stories for many years. I really feel like trying something on my own. This is the first story I've ever written like this. Positive criticism will really help. About the story, it is mostly fictional created by some ideas from some real life experiences of mi...
"I just want what's mine," Naomi said patiently. "You could take him for all he's worth!" I insisted. "He didn't sign a prenup and the bastard deserves to pay for his years of infidelity and abuse!" "Aaron, I appreciate your outrage on my behalf, but I just want out and I want to take my personal assets with me, that's it. As my attorney, it should be an ea...