Chapter 9: Stability and Security We left the store feeling so good. My joy lessened when noticing Wen often moving her hand to press it against one eye. It troubled me she was still dealing with repeated headaches. Deciding to celebrate the news of the Tanaka-takedown, we decided on a restaurant we had never visited. It was close to home and from the numbe...
Act 2 Saturday, July 11th, 7:00am "What are you doing here at this time of day?" I asked Doreen as she waited for me to unlock the door. "Is this your regular opening time?" "Yes, but you didn't need to be here this early." "If I'm going to be your 'right hand,' then I should be here when we open. Everyone else will be." I grinned and nodded. "Can't ar...
(Many thanks to CambriaRose for her editing this story for me. It sure reads better now she worked her magic on it.) * There is just something about finishing early at work that sure puts a smile on your face, and if it wasn't for the fact I was driving I would also say a spring in my step as well. Then of course that tantalizing moment gets ripped from...
Do you know how, on entering a room, you just know that something is not quite right. I was hit with that revelation the instant that I opened my front door and entered the living room. It could have been the furniture that had been upset, or my collection of vinyl albums that had been used as Frisbees against the wall. Or even the pool of good red wine in t...
Another Chance at Life As I sat at the Toast House, (no shit, that's the name of the little diner) I watched Beatrice walk toward me, a tall slender gal. Tall by women's standards at 5' 9", a well proportioned figure, silky brown hair, long and nearly always in a pony tail, tits that matched her body, I figured a solid B cup, narrow hips, a little meat on h...
. 1 . He could go out. Aiden shook his head. No, no, that was crazy. It was three in the morning. Nothing would be open. He paced another lap around his hotel room. He turned on the TV, flicked through the channels-- all commercials-- and killed it. There was nothing to do. But he could go out. The same jet that had lagged him had delivered him to a new...
A.N. So...Christmas is over, but I wrote this anyway XD The Following Contains: Ms. Santa dickgirl, fucking the ass of Santa Claus if he was a young slim male with a cute fuckable ass XD Along with a lot of fetishes sorted out into the twelve days, which include, bdsm, ball busting, teasing and denial, slight pissing play, enema play, dirty talk, electro p...
Chapter 4: Tightening the grip Jimmy was the older of the twins by less than a minute. He was also the more dominant of the two and his energy had been amazing. Tommy was a different kettle of fish. He needed a little longer to rest than his brother and wasn't so aggressive. Together, they were perfect. Alice had been able to go throughout the night, servic...
Emperor Jack #1: The Delegate from Brittania By special order of His Imperial Majesty, Emperor Augustus, the following story has been permitted to be translated into historical Terran languages. This is not to be construed as implying any less than a total commitment to the universal adoption of Myrgan as the official language of Terra. Long live the Federa...
By Paris Waterman An X – Rated Novel Illustrated version available on request Paul Hartstein winced as the icy wind blew the swirling snow into his face and wished he'd thought to bring a scarf with him as he vainly tried to deflect some of the snow from his face and eyes. He bent his 6'4" feverish frame into the stiff winter wind whipping down Danbury...