"I'm really glad that we got to do this." Jake commented lazily. Kelly glanced over at Jake and rolled her eyes. "At least keep one hand on the rod." She commented with a smirk. "You know that's how your Junior lost that rod last year." "Its how I lost that fish." Junior replied without looking up. He had his rod fastened tight to a custom harness he'd bu...
This is the older woman/younger man version of a set of four separate, three-part stories. All are basically the same with slightly different character relationships. "It Doesn't Count" involves a brother and sister, "A Mother's Lust" involves a mother and son, "It Doesn't Matter" involves an older woman and her daughter's young ex-boyfriend, while "It Shoul...
"Congratulations, Mr. Carver, you are a very lucky man. The X-rays show no broken bones, which is astonishing. Witness statements suggest that your spine should have been severed by the fall." "That's good to hear, doctor, but how is Elizabeth?" The doctor smiled and placed his hand on my bruised and aching shoulder. "Preliminary tests show that Miss Tate...
Chapter One Hundred Ninety: Still Alive I watched the four people in my great hall -- Leandra Amell and her youngest two children, and Karl Thekla, Anders' ex-boyfriend -- stiffen as I called them by name. Carver and Bethany exchanged wide-eyed looks, and Leandra blanched. I immediately realised my mistake, and winced. Maybe I can distract them with my wit...
The knock at the door woke me up from my slumber at exactly 6:45 am, Eastern Daylight Time (don't even get me started on how much I despise Daylight Savings). I struggled to get to my feet, having drunk more than a few spirits and also fucked my way through quite a few people the day before. It was nice, but it's good to have a chance to sleep such a maratho...
Chapter 3 – Pain And Humiliation "Tomorrow," said Carver with smile on her face, "We'll put you on public display – that should be interesting because you'll be open to whatever any passers by might think of to amuse themselves. But first we have the Testicle Twist. As this is the first time it will be interesting to see what degree of rotation we can get."...
JUNE "I'll have another glass of wine," she sighs to the bartender. He pours the glass and then travels down to the rowdy guys watching the game. Lisa is late. This is nothing new. What's particularly annoying tonight is that June wanted to go home and take a long, hot bath and soak until she was one big prune. Her graduate classes aren't going as she tho...
Simone's dark eyes focused on the lead singer as he stood front and center on the platform strumming his guitar. Broad shoulders, slender hips. Tall, lanky, not too thin. She liked what she saw. Rick Carver had chiseled features with soft blue gray eyes and chestnut wavy hair that fell tenuously across his strong brow. With a voice like crushed velvet, he...
Author's note: I took a break from continuing the other series that I'm working on for this story, which was inspired by one of my fans. Enjoy! Samantha, a graduate student in my seminar on French literature, was late to class. When she had joined the department more than a year ago, in the fall after finishing her undergraduate degree, I had barely notic...
This is my entry for the Summer Lovin' 2020 Contest. Please remember to vote at the end and I hope you enjoy the story! ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- "Just breathe, Barbara. You're going to be okay. Everything is going to be fine. Su...