We left mid-morning to avoid the commuter traffic, making it into the city by 11:30. We dropped the car with the valet and checked-in. A little hungry and we wanted to get to the art museum, so we had the bags taken up to the room. Since it wasn't all that far, we grabbed a light lunch and beer on the way and walked down to the art museum. In the museum, we...
Author's Note: Anyone that has read my stories in the Castaway universe, knows the character Tanya. She is the famous actress that James meets after his marriage blew up. It was my intention for her to just be a light-hearted fling he got involved with, as closure for Castaway pt 5. After adding several other chapters in the lives of this crew, it became ap...
Sean Jefferson only had one offspring, his gay son Dante. The news had come as a shock for sure, but also not entirely unexpected. Sean liked to think he'd known before his wife Heather had - the biggest clue had been when Dante had asked for a Madonna boxed set for his fifteenth birthday rather than any of the radio rock that Sean had subtly been trying to...
Author's Note: Hey, ya'll! Sorry for the gap between chapters, yet again. I guess I could've made this into two shorter chapters, but I ended up just doing one long one. Also! There's a little sexy time in this one, so yay. Thanks for reading! ***** Two days after the hot phone snuggling session Brody and Michelle had, Brody was at home watching "Firefly...
Money, money, money, money, money, money, money. Dough, cash, bucks, scratch, dollars, pesos, script, moolah, marigolds, macaroni, bacon, bread, greenbacks, coin, smackers, C-notes, yards, Benjamins, sawbuck, double sawbuck, fin, cabbage, clams, bills, and wad, whatever you call it and by now you know it, I'm writing about money. We all want it but so few o...
Harriet Kono wrote notes in her I-pad journal under the file heading 1:23. *Donny Steven's recent vocalizations, Elsa, awesome, clowns. *Test subject Kent Orlando, under for three hours two minutes. *Test subject Donny Stevens under for fifty four minutes. Harriet checked her laptop to see if her messenger avatar had made contact with the test subjec...
"Damn, how do guys work with that in the office? I wanna jump on her back every time she come up the aisle, shit man. Seriously, I don't know how she can even walk through there without tearing those fucking cheap ass partitions up with them big ass hips." "Seriously, that shit got me fiending something serious. I never wanted to kiss an ass so bad in my li...
The hunting and foraging parties that we formed are not absolute; they are not set in stone. It's not uncommon for someone to join a group or decline to go on a hunting and foraging party, especially if someone joins the party. In fact, if our smokehouse is full of meat then no one goes out hunting. The scheduled group just goes out to collect firewood or di...
Author's Note: I was so pleasantly surprised and encouraged (thank you!) by the response to "The Girls Across the Hall" that I continued the story. So, this is the second installment. * * * * * * * * "Hon, you gotta relax and trust me. Would you do that for me?" If I had learned anything in the weeks after Sly moved in across the hall, it was that when o...
Author's Notes: This is the illustrated version of a previously submitted story, of the same title. I am testing out how well the illustrations are received so in the future I can add more or take some away. Let me know. First, this is an incest story between a brother and sister, if that offends you, I understand, please stop reading. Second, this is tec...