Author's notes: 1. This series follows on from my previous series 'Mixed Emotions' in which the characters are introduced and developed. It is strongly recommended that 'Mixed Emotions' is read first. 2. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything descri...
Looking up, I saw her in the companionway—blonde, young, tanned, grimy and scared, in bare midriff crop top and dirty white shorts--as she quavered, "well, where're we off to?" - - - - - Walking down the dock in July of 2001, I pulled the little two-wheeled fiberglass cart behind me, loaded with a generous 10 days worth of food and supplies, for an early s...
EDUCATIONAL REFORM Skjold "Golden Arm" Odinsson was late to his class on Diffeomorphic Transformations of Nonlocal Semi-Logical Quasi-Riemannian Manifolds. Again. He tried to enter the lecture hall as unobtrusively as possible. Not an easy task given the circumstances. He took his usual seat directly behind the girl with the golden cornsilk hair. She turne...
This story fits in the 'Loving Wives', 'Cross-dressing', 'Interracial Love', 'Erotic Couplings', 'Gay Male', 'Mature', and 'Romance' Categories and possibly others as well. My name is John Murphy and the most influential person in my whole life was my aunt Jane. Actually she was not related to me. She was my mother's best friend. My father was a Naval Off...
I had originally posted much of the Mister Gabe series in 2013 and 2014. However, the story was going off track, and needed substantial rework prior to finishing it. I had the webmaster pull the stories so that I could do that. Here now is the revised version of the Mister Gabe tale. All characters are 18 or over before involvement in sexual activity. ****...
5 WEEKS LATER "Momma, I'm sorry. I've been meaning to call you this week. I've been so busy with work and everything. I know what, I need my nails and feet done ASAP, and I damn- I mean, I know you don't ever get yours done, so let's go tomorrow night. I'll pick you up after work. No backing out either girl." Natasha told her mother, trying to multitask wit...
Martha Henderson, known to her friends as Marti, was sitting at her desk blankly staring at the stack of papers sitting in front of her. Without looking at a single one, she immediately knew what they were. They were the reason that she would sit at home alone over another weekend. They were the reason she got her relatively decent paycheck every month. They...
Author Notes: This story was originally written under my pen name Muffinstuffer. I have stopped using that name for ethical reasons. Also, this fantasy story has been completely revised, rewritten and resubmitted for publication. ~~~~~ Hello: Let me introduce myself. I am a fit senior citizen who lives in a senior citizen community. I have infinite resourc...
This is the last part. Yes it's a novel. I hope you're hanging in there. ***** Chapitre Quinze. Jack's story continues. My mind transitions back to the present, where we first started our journey. So here I sit in my living room deep in thought and reliving the past. I pick up and examine 'that' erotic horrific picture once more; the one of us three sta...
Chapter 10 -- The Other Woman "Yum. You taste good. What'd you just eat, something with peppermint?" "A life saver. I wanted to be kissing sweet for you," Karen crooned as she sat in Dave's lap. "This is an unexpected visit." "I have a challenge for you ... maybe even kind of like some of the challenges Dori gave you years ago to get you to loosen up."...