Author's Note: Due to the response to the first chapter, I've outlined two more to continue this story. I hope you enjoy this work and please leave me a comment if you do. Just as a warning, there's a very brief scene of initial non-consent however it doesn't last. If it's not your cup of tea, please skip it over it. ***** President Tom Radford sat behind...
I topped off my tank and returned the hose; all that was left now was to swing back home to load up, then head out. I'd just wanted to gas up first -- there were some fairly long stretches along the way without gas stations. For an older Harley, my Road King gets pretty decent mileage, but even its big gas tank runs dry a lot faster than a car's would. A hi...
Kaddish "Day O!" Mary wiped her hands on a dish towel and went to the front door. Hannah and Bonita were doing a clumsy dance on the porch, singing and clapping their hands together. "Come Mister Tappyman, tappy my banana," Hannah sang. "Daytimes come and I want to go home!" Bonita responded. They stopped and looked up when they heard Mary laugh. "Wher...
A Certain Kind of Balance Life is interesting because each one of us sees things with eyes that have a different perspective because of our point of view. This is what is wrong with our society because our perception of what is the truth is shaped by what we do, what we experience in life, those we associate with, and from those who are involved in our circ...
Marcia, Rainbow, and Helen were happily cuddled together in a naked tangle of sweaty flesh. "That was pretty damned amazing," Helen panted. "It was far out, that's for sure," Rainbow opined, her choice of words an echoing of the way her hippie parents still talked. "The only thing missing was a cock, or two, or even three," Marcia ventured. "Don't get me...
(In the 1950s it was Coopers Jockey Y Fronts that were the fashion statement in male underwear. Goggle, and explore what I mean. They were high waisted. They did not sit on the man's hips but rode higher than the navel. A big Y shaped opening on the front was their hallmark. Elastic kept the legs tight- until they got old and worn and the elastic became infi...
Dominion Support Vessel 323-742-5669, Hellbaum Sector: Vonbran leaned back in his chair and rubbed his deep violet eyes, fighting off the exhaustion that had been plaguing him for the last several days, the closer they approached the Test Site. He had to make sure that everything was perfect, everything was right. The alternative... the alternative... "Vor...
Author's Note: Thank you for choosing to read this little story of mine. Before we get started, I strongly suggest you go back and read Princess Fairpeach Meets the Goblin by the author zaxxon to have a bit of background of Princess Amber Fairpeach and Dikus the goblin. The original story is a very good, straightforward story of a goblin who meets a fair m...
Author's Note: I've tried to limit the anachronisms as much as possible, but no doubt there are still many left. Also, although I did do a little research into the era, I'm by no means an historian. Please try to excuse any such inaccuracies. * "Sarah, it's really you!" the jubilant older woman cried as the young blond woman from the carriage emerged. "Au...
This is essentially a romance story set against a background of international drug dealing with the occasional side plot of the usual mayhem. Paranoia: (Pron. para-noya) noun; a mental disorder marked by the unjustified belief that one is being persecuted, usually accompanied by megalomania and insane distrust. Paranoid (Pron. para-noyd) adjective; als...