No, I really don't feel guilty about the whole thing. Actually, I think I performed a public service--I mean, I know better than to expect a medal or anything, but at least someone should acknowledge that I was right and that they were wrong. If it hadn't been me, it would have been someone else, and the whole thing could have gone far worse. Those people sh...
It was a very pleasant day in a large but rather quaint neighborhood. Spring, after a quick tease, had stepped in fully: the temperatures were warm, but not sweltering. Flowers were beginning to grow. Children were running about in the street, playing tag and poking ant hills. Men and women were talking long walks or reading on their porches. The newspaper p...
This is the last chapter of this story. Thank you all for your encouragement and feedback. I hope you enjoyed reading it as much as I did writing it. <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 <3 Jesus stroked her hair, his voice musing. "So what kind of punishment would be ap...
Don't Meet Your Hero LUCIFER I was in my usual black leather corset, black leather boots, black skirt, and fishnet stockings. Only now, my corset was pulled down to my ribs, my black skirt was hiked passed my hips, and my garters were digging into the fat of my ass as I was taken from behind. My full crimson thighs were spread in a "V," my supple glutes ri...
I tell you we're going out to dinner. You ask where but I refuse to answer, instead telling you to take off your clothes. I watch you wriggle out of your jeans, unbutton your blouse and shrug out of it, remove your bra and slide your panties off. I make you wait, naked, while I choose your clothes for the evening. I pay special attention to your lingerie, s...
As God looked over the vast expanse before her she sighed, thinking of yet another infinity of nothingness, existing for little purpose and feeling mightily bored. There had been a time when life had been full of fun and adventure but unfortunately that idiotic brother of hers had somewhat screwed things up down below and now she was restricted to a lonesom...
All characters involved in this story are the age of eighteen, or older. * The Father of our Church became ill just before the Church service on Sunday, and he summoned me to his office. He says "Sister Carolyn, please fill in for me today, and God Bless you!" Oh my God, this is the moment I have been waiting for! I quickly run out of his office to the...
June 6, 1883 -Jessica Killian- Jesus and those other two left several hours ago to take care of the problem they had gotten themselves in. Or, I should say the problem those two got Jesus involved in. Something about this gang has daddy riled up like I haven't seen him. The name of the man Hardgrave shook him more than he was willing to let the others no...
When I posted the first part of this story I fully expected a barrage of indignant comments about my religious viewpoint. But none appeared. Could it be that those who would normally emerge from wherever to criticise me did not read beyond the opening statement, choosing instead to write it off as blasphemy? Or could it be that they could find no answer othe...
June 5, 1883 -Karen English- Mr. Dominquez left to chase the murdering woman shortly after we carried Hilbert to the doctor to get his leg looked at. She shot him low, near where the ankle connects with his shin, but it looks more like a flesh wound. All in all, he got off lucky with a shot like that. He might even get to keep his foot. "Say what you will...