Author's Note: I just wanted to say that I read every comment, and they've been immensely flattering. Thank you for taking the time to write them and vote on my story. Criticism is always welcome! A lot of this is flying by the seat of my pants, so don't be afraid to make suggestions. In particular, there's a bit of analytical number crunching in this part...
It was an easy road to drive and Bradley Rogers, Brad to his family and friends, was relaxed and comfortable behind the wheel. The air-conditioner was flooding the vehicle's interior with cold air to keep the hot Texas afternoon at bay, the wheels were rumbling a steady rhythm on the macadam...and he was alone with his bride of only twelve months. He and Ash...
Author's Notes: This story is based off of a few 3D Toon picture sets I've seen across the internet and (very) loosely based in a Forgotten Realms setting. I don't claim to be an expert on magic or anything in D&D/Forgotten Realms/Pathfinder/Whatever so please don't rules-lawyer me on what can and cannot be done with certain classes, races, etc. Spoile...
Hi folks, The feedback, encouragement, and patience has been much appreciated so here's the next chapter. Thank you to prof_W303, WideAwakeNow, and Darksable for their time and effort with editing. Stay tuned and I hope you enjoy. LTPC *** Between fight and flight, Chris was indeed in flight. Well, free fall, anyway. He plunged downward through grey no...
Categories: Consensual, Toys, Anal, Group, Love and Revenge. 53. We drove to the warehouse after breakfast, Maddy wanted to go to 269 and bed first but we didn't really have time and I needed to check things at work. Nothing much was outstanding so Maddy ran an update on my spreadsheets, sorting out the odd mistakes, then I locked up and drove her to the b...
Note: The following is a work of fantasy and is not intended to be scientifically or medically accurate. Many of the following scenes are not practical, safe, or even possible to replicate. Open your mind, suspend disbelief, and enjoy. 1: The Invitation We first met working in the library at the tiny university we both attended. On a typical shift I'd be s...
(c) 2009 by Thrillerauthor When I rolled out of bed that fateful morning, I had no way of knowing that it would be my last day as Matt McCoy. After showering and dressing quickly (how I long for those days!) I bolted out the door for my train, looking forward to another manic day on the floor. Although I was one of the youngest traders at the Chicago exchan...
Ken was just hanging up the telephone as Barb walked in the front door of their home. She could still taste Emily's juices on her tongue as she bent to kiss Ken hello. "Guess who that was on the phone," Ken said as Barb settled onto his lap. "I don't have a clue," Barb replied. "Anyone I know?" "Not really. It was Gary Fanstler, one of my old fraternity...
Life is what you make it, make your luck, destiny is in your own hands. Prologue I might as well own up right at the front of our short-term hopefully intimate but rather one-sided relationship between you the reader and myself: I'm an arsehole, no, let's be brutally frank with you, I am one dumb stupid arsehole. And an unlucky one at that. I never knew h...
Chapter 33 -- The Trip Begins I let my eyes close and snoozed a little for a while, until Gloria called out, "Josh, wake up. Sue's making some hand signals." I opened my eyes and tipped up my hat to see what Sue was doing. She was making the hand signal to shift into single file. The road had petered out and we were now approaching a trail. I pulled Barb t...