~*~*This story has SJW undertones. Beware of my political leanings! Without further ado, I hope you enjoy*~*~ So much has happened in a few short months that I missed Zoe moving in. In passing, Alanna tried to get me over or hang out but we have been swamped. America is taking a huge hit with story after story unraveling itself. Corrupt politician here, mur...
Thank you all for your patience. I wanted this last chapter to be the best it could be. I hope I pulled it off. Huge thanks again to Devir Ginator for editing and story idea help. It was invaluable! To Jessica : You've made me a better writer and a better person and I thank you for everything. Tyler , keep taking great care of our girl! Many thanks a...
1. It all began with a Youtube search. Well, that wasn't strictly true. It all began when she got herself born to a Scotch-Irish mother and a Danish father. She wasn't complaining—well not really; they'd given her all kinds of great stuff, a head for numbers, a taste for chamber music, a kick-ass metabolism, (she could eat anything without gaining a pound,...
Sorry for the wait! Real life sent me a few harsh blows in a combination so rapid that it would've made Ip Man proud. As such, it took me a lot longer than intended to get it posted. Although, to be fair, I chose to extend the chapter a little bit right at the last minute-which combined with my schedule to cause another two days of delay. However, the wait i...
I landed in Bosnia just after Christmas 1995. Karin was not so happy about it, but she was perfectly aware I desperately needed a professional break from the General Staff and to feel back on the field. UNPROFOR was still in charge when I first arrived in Zagreb from Naples with the very first wave of NATO personnel. CINCSOUTH created a small G1 (Personne...
I walked – strutted, actually – into the plush lobby of the downtown Hilton, headed for the bar. As I walked into the bar, I felt the eyes of every man on me, as well as some of the women. They saw a tall, slender redhead with long legs wearing a thin beige short-sleeved blouse, a tight khaki mini-skirt that stopped right about halfway down her legs, tan-co...
I moaned as I licked the tip of Matt's penis, then the length of his shaft. Smiling up at him, I stared into his eyes as I took him in my mouth. Matt groaned softly then lay down on the bed from his sitting position. I went to work on him, bobbing my head, my hand wrapped around his shaft, pumping him as I slid my mouth up and down. Every other minute or so,...
Author's note all participants in any and all sexual activity are eighteen years of age or older. 1. Spring was finally here and it was finally baseball season at our school, I was a starting left fielder on our varsity squad and we really looked good this year. Most of the starting lineup and the pitching staff were back from last year. We were one week b...
Lake Warahatchee felt like driving back in time, sunny and rustic and remote and so Old South you could almost taste it, the exact opposite of what I'd have expected out of Jimmy and his blueblood family. Naturally I loved it from the moment Jimmy gunned his new Land Rover out of the woods and told Scott and me this was it. "My home every summer since I was...
Copyright PennameWombat November 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. This is part 2, see part in "Mel's Phone Call" in 'Exhib...