Disturbed by the last visitation and the revelation of myself in the library in different times, I needed to find some way of making sense of all this and, especially, to see if I could figure out what I was doing in two places, two times. For I was convinced that I had seen myself in the library alcove, so I needed to know what had happened to me (him) back...
After she left, their lives and hers returned to pretty much normal. Well, as normal as theirs lives could be. Jeff stopped once in a while to send her a text and check in as did Kerry. Her answers were always sweet and normal. She had apparently resumed her contract attorney work and that was that. It seemed as though nothing had been off between them, and...
Thank you everyone for your votes and comments. It was also very gratifying to see that many made my stories favorites. I have been working my imagination overtime, and I have stretched things a bit, so I hope you can all go along on this fantasy of mine and enjoy it for what it's worth. Simple escapism. I really like my characters and I hope you do as w...
I made my way to the far end of the Memorial library to my favourite waiting place, down on the ground floor. Along the west side of the library there are a series of floor to ceiling windows looking out over a wide expanse of grass and then down to the band of trees by the river. The windows catch the afternoon sun, which streamed in on this beginning of...
Author's Note: This is my first foray into Centaurs, so let me know what you think. If people like it, I'll definitely write up some of me other Centaur ideas. ***** After what seemed like an age, it was finally springtime in the valley. The last of the cold winds had blown, and the snow-capped mountains had only a small tip of white on their tall peaks....
God, it was hot, unbearably hot. Sweat beaded up against Lydia's skin but offered no relief from the heat. She tried to cry out but the gag in her mouth held her jaws open, her poor lips and tongue dried and cracking from the relentless heat. The heat that was only made worse by the rubber suit covering her head to toe. It held her tightly, seeming to shrink...
Well, this is the fifth chapter. I had it written with another scenario when I changed my mind and made this one, a tribute to Ancient History and Evolution... if something like that had existed LOL (sorry Darwin, you deceived us). Thanks to Thanos, who's tired of snapping his fingers without results, and getting wiped at the end (I promise to publish the re...
Shelly looked around her clean apartment. The laundry was done, dinner was in a crockpot, everything was neat and tidy. She took the new bag of toys she had shopped for this morning and made sure each piece was in order in the toy box, ready for some play time this evening with Mike. Since she had little sleep the night before because of work and other commi...
Burning. Liquid fire in her veins. Pain. Desperation. An old soul, an inhuman soul, trapped in a body unprepared to deal with the heat cycle. This was worse than usual, however. In the presence of her chosen mate, with their marriage ceremony so near and their hearts brimming with the desire to start a family, her body was on fire. The heat had ravaged her...
Thoughts of you permeate my mind at odd times of the day. I think of our erotic chats and the discreetness of our relationship. I think how odd we came together when we did and how we did. Something has brought us together as powerfully as it has for a reason. You are my dear friend and my cyber mate. Our sexual heat and chemistry bonding us together in a...