Author's Note, This should be the penultimate chapter in the series. The next chapter will tie up a few plotlines and perhaps open a few new ones. It's been a blast writing this story, I can't thank everyone enough for all the comments, favs, and positive ratings! For now, enjoy! ***** Part 7 "...Oh! I'm sorry for your loss. No need to be sorry, we can...
Woodland Hills, California Saturday, May 10, 1986 Well into the thirtieth year of our marriage, I do not remember how it started or, actually, when it started, but once again Lisa and me were into one of our, seemingly, never ending, ongoing arguments... Well, actually, by this time the argument had generated into the silent period. Now, to be honest,...
"Weird, huh?" Britnee exhaled a lungful of pot smoke. "Yeah," Lara took a drag off the joint they were sharing. "But then, you are usually willing to fuck just about anywhere." Britnee frowned. "Yeah... but this was different." The two were sitting in Lara's car. They had parked on an abandoned access road a short distance from an old industrial park on t...
Deep Space, Today: For something that was nicknamed by its pilot as 'The School Bus', it certainly had style: a civilian vessel temporarily leased by Starfleet, it was designed for short-term tourism, with a large central area dominated by a series of tables and chairs and overlooked by large observation windows, now currently filled with streaked starscape...
I awoke to the sound of Michelle crying softly next to me, her sobs shaking the bed just enough to stir me. It had been a marathon fuck before bedtime and I had been sleeping the sleep of the mostly dead. Reflexively I checked the clock (1:42 AM) and reached over to make sure my .45 was still in place on the nightstand. It was. And the pre-Wilson, Nashville-...
My eyes opened wide as sunlight streamed through the fabric panels hung on over the wall window. For a second I didn't realize where I was, and the noises of deep male breathing next to me added to my disorientation. Where? I was in my bedroom, not a detention center. Thank gawd! Who? Oh, shit, Roger. My husband laid next me, something he hadn't done in...
NOTE: This is book 2 of a series about a submissive female, kidnapped and 'married' to three Norse god-like fishermen. The first book, Ægir's Captive, may be found in Nonconsent/Reluctance. While it always contained strong BDSM themes, I would not have presumed to place it in this category because there is nothing safe/sane/consensual about kidnapping your b...
The endless months of childhood summer as an adult seemed like nothing more than a scant few weeks; blink too fast and you'd miss it all like driving through a one horse village in the middle of nowhere. My 'lessons' with Kyle continued. At least, that's what we called it so our parents wouldn't get suspicious. When it came up in conversation it was easier t...
Chapter 1 Elizabeth had just about given up scouring the want ads when she noticed a little box at the bottom of a column. Fast growing luxury car dealership is seeking a sales associate who can relate to older buyers. Successful applicant must be personable, attractive, and know what it takes to sell expensive cars. Work with our team and earn big commiss...
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