Blurb For Nick Silver, an overwhelming sense of disappointment and failure has dogged his life. Yet it is turning his back on the band he co-founded in 1981 that haunts him above all else. Little did he realise back then that they would go on to become a global success, selling millions of records in a career spanning a quarter of a century. And it is not a...
An Interracial sex fantasy created by International Writers Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi ****** Chapter 18 ******** In the months since Clarissa's stunning rise to power as President of the Confederacy Country Club (known to all as the 'CCC') near Hawksville, much had been accomplished she thought, as she drove home after another positive Board of Dir...
In the southern part of Delhi, about twenty KM away from Connaught Place, there is a medium sized township which was built about twenty five years ago. This township has a central park, like any other township of its size and stature. There are lawns, small flower plants, pathways and of course some benches, where citizens can take rest after a long walk aro...
Hello, everybody! My name is Dahab Mokhtar, and I am a woman with a story to share with you. I was born in the City of Bareg, in the Asir Province of the Kingdom of Saudi Arabia. My family moved to the City of Ottawa, the Capital of Canada, eleven years ago. I am twenty three, and in six months I will graduate from the University of Ottawa with my Master's d...
LOCATION: Athens, Greece ALIAS: Kendra St. James, former UCLA student/L.A. Times journalist. MISSION: To rescue a shipping heir and his girlfriend from kidnappers seeking ransom. I had arrived in Athens on an early morning flight from LAX. Once I was there, I took in on the scenery. As usual, I have my weapons, wardrobe, and gadgets with me. For my weapon...
Janine awoke knowing that the reeking green gel the nurse had applied to her crotch had saved her trip from catastrophe the day before. If her pussy had remained irritated and red, she might have had to stop fucking. The loss of even a day would have sidetracked her from the research she needed to do now that she had a clear idea what she wanted to write. It...
At 1:30 in the morning a weary-eyed writer sat at the keyboard of his computer contemplating of the crap he'd written over past months – well, not altogether crap as some of it was meritoriously written, even if he'd say that himself. But then he was a professional journalist quite capable of exercising critical judgment. The journalist was comfortable know...
It was the thing she had for swoopy haired boys, Gwen decided, that made it so difficult for her to dislike Julian Swanson. And she really wanted to dislike him. Why? The reasons were many. His laziness, his money and the spoiled churlish attitude he wore with pride—fostered by his fawning mother— were at the top of the list. However if she were truly h...
Author's notes. This story is quite light on the sex part and definitely not meant as stroker/written porn. Don't expect many explicit sex scenes. It is about recollections of sexual activity rather than about having sex directly. Synopsis A young, pretty woman is found lying unconscious on the road, naked. She is taken to hospital, where a check-up revea...
"I said, can I buy you a drink?" Farah looked up from her phone, annoyed. Suitors here were a dime a dozen, not that that was particularly different from her usual experience at public events. But then again, this wasn't exactly a public event. One would think that a scientific conference of this magnitude would provide some respite, however brief, from the...