After leaving Chicago on Tuesday evening, the train made several stops along the way and it finally pulled into the Trenton New Jersey station on Thursday afternoon. While Leonard rented a car, Sheldon called Beverly to inform her that both he and Leonard were on their way to her home. Beverly let out a groan, "Oh no, don't tell me you have my son with you?...
If Kerry hadn't been allocated to work with me during her work experience from university I would never have dared speak to her, she was so obviously out of my league. She is one of those girls who are perfect in both face and body and her face is almost more than that, with a kind of pure beauty. Her only fault in a classical sense is that at 5'4" she is to...
Hello, dear reader! It is I, the author. It's been a generous amount of time since the last time I continued working on this currently un-released continuation of Strange Queens, and even longer since the last upload. It's been too long - I've made a ton of efforts to get back in and continue writing, but eventually it petered out. I love this series, as my...
First: (1) All the characters in this story are 21 years of age or older. (2) This story is intended for adults only. (3) Unlike the real world where it's important to know who your sexual partner is and to practice safe sex, in all of my fictional tales, no one has any sexually transmitted diseases. (4) In the world of fantasy your proclivities are just tha...
Chapter One "It was a beautiful ceremony I think," Lovie says as she sits at the vanity of the honeymoon suite. The small open section lets out to a bigger area with a king size bed that Quentin is lying in. He watches her as she adjusts the seat. Fresh from the shower, she has a towel wrapped around her hair and one around her body. She releases the top on...
I was bereft. Meg, my wife of 24 years, had died of cancer. At age 45, I found myself a widower. For weeks after the funeral I would come home from work and rattle around inside the big empty house and cry and feel sorry for myself. The kids would call once or twice a week, but they were grown and moved away and had their own lives. Their occasional calls st...
Warning: This is rather a long story. It tells of a wife financially forced to become a high class whore and a husband who falls sexual prey to a dominant gay male. If this is not to your taste then now is the time to leave. For those who have elected to stay, I would like to mention that this is one of my favourite tales. ***** I was employed as a marri...
We had been married for over seven years when I discovered my wife had a fantasy, or I guess you could have called it a strong desire. Or a fetish. We met at a party in a small town where I had found a summer job. I was a senior at the University of Florida and was invited to work as a stable hand for the summer on a horse farm. I cannot say that I loved th...
Author's Note: This one is heavier on the BDSM Master side with light reluctance again. I hope you have fun again and, as always, feedback is welcome :)! And sorry for the terrible part separation on this one. Jezebel After he used my name, I thought it was all over with, and it left me so frazzled that I spoke without thinking, asking him questions like t...
Sorry this has taken so long. it is not a stroke story. it is an exposition of what happened to Kirk and his family after the invaders took over, and how they eventually drive them out. knowing the last chapter left some with a bad taste, i hope this makes up for it. jb7 Fever 07 Kirk surveyed the field before him. Once it had been a wheat field; now, it w...