I slumped down in the couch in my new living room and sighed. My parents had sent me ahead to the new house in Florida to meet the movers and get us moved in. So here I was, surrounded by boxes and basking in the glory of AC. I had lived in Northern Ireland my entire life, was an avid snowboarder and skier. Moving to Florida almost seemed like a life sentenc...
(Author's Note: I'm female, but the main character is a guy, seeing his girlfriend through jealous, helpless eyes... Kind of my thing. =) The first chapter is a setup for all the wickedness to come. Hope you enjoy!) --- --- --- --- --- --- My girlfriend's name is Molly. She's Irish, nineteen, and for the last three months, we've been keeping the most fuc...
It was 0500 hours, the day was cold and there was snow on the ground at the 4077th. Because of the cold, Cpl. Randall "Radar" O'Reilly, Company Clerk, hurried on his way to the Duty Hut. As he passed the Nurses Quarters, he noted steam coming from the shower tent, and he could hear Capt. Hoolihan singing as she showered. Radar stopped, listening for awhile,...
This story is XXX rated. Not only must you be older than 18-years-old to read my story but also, and this is tricky, you must be an immature adult. Are you over 18-years-old? Lean to the screen and nod your head in the affirmative or shake your head in the negative so that I can see if you are older than 18-years-old or if you're a minor and prohibited fro...
Each year as I write my Halloween stories, I depend upon the pixies to bring me inspiration for one with an Irish/Celtic theme. This year they led me to the myths and legends surrounding the last of the great Celtic queens. Some of this story is factual. Some is Celtic/Irish legend. And some is created just for this story. I leave it to you to determine whic...
Chapter Twelve - Jennifer The FBI Agent I barely said hello to anyone as I bound out the back door to the helicopter sitting quiet. When the pilot saw me, he instantly fired up the engines and shortly, we were airborne and on our way to Connecticut. The flight lasted about an hour and as I touched down outside Gary's house, I sensed trouble immediately. I t...
Rare morning light streamed through my window at the quaint bed and breakfast that I was staying at in Ireland. Originally I'm from the States, but my grandfather came over from Ireland with my grandmother about 55 years earlier. For some reason, I just was born with the desire to return to the land of my ancestors. My father had the same desire, and as his...
This is another in the chronicles of sclabh (Irish for slave). Sclabh is a 24 year old female police officer leading an off duty life as a submissive to Ms Brigit O'Toole. I had just finished up my last shift of my tour and had to be at Ms Brigit O'Toole's house for 6:00 PM. Ms Brigit is my Domme, a redhead, eight years my senior at age 32 and truly is a...
Dear Shoeblossom, I hesitantly taped this over dinner, but I knew that anything Phryne said was usually pretty hot and erotic, so taking that chance I did. Of course I was also worried she'd catch me and beat the crap out of me there in the restaurant, but as Norman Mailer said once, "Culture is worth a little risk" right? Robin Timsdale "I looked up your...
(Brazil, 1943) I really hate getting shot at. Just because bullets won't kill me is no reason for me to go hunting situations like I was in right now. Bullets hurt when they hit me, for crying out loud. I was so upset by the whole mess that I could have cheerfully fired back at all three of the groups who seemed to think they were participating in "Wild Wes...