Author's Note: Thank you for the feedback, everyone. I agree with those who couldn't decide; I can't choose my favorite character either. Also, don't worry, there will be more sexual scenes to be had. This is turning out to be a very long story, so there will plenty of room for the smut. YAY SMUT! Kirik and Anya's time will come, as well. They are being very...
Author's Note: It's me again! Shocked to see another chapter so soon? Well, I'd had a lot of it written already, hah! Surprise! :D Anyhow, I am glad you enjoyed the last chapter. This story is really starting to take off - it's even surprising me. Thank you for your wonderful comments and votes. Keep them coming, please. And I wonder, who is your favorite...
Juvenile Intervention Legislative Lesson Given that truth can be stranger than fiction, one could extrapolate that it can also be more perverse. For example, the state I live in recently enacted legislation to wit: The custodial parents of juvenile delinquents may be sentenced to jail time for the actions of their children. Newspaper commentary at the time...
Author's Note: I need an editor. :/ When I go back over my stories, I try to find as many mistakes as possible. I always end up missing some, though. And when I read through them now, the remaining errors are glaring and seem to jump out at me. So, I apologize for any spelling/grammatical mistakes that you might see; but please remember that I am a FAR cry...
Chapter IV Officer John Rodgers opened his eyes. It was 5:55. The sun was rising on the horizon in a rancid, filthy alley in Anacostia, a section of Southeast Washington, DC, known for its high incidence of violent crime. Rodgers was staring down at the teenager he had just subdued seconds ago at gun point. He was, to say the least, nonplused. What in Hel...
Chapter IV Officer John Rodgers opened his eyes. It was 5:55. The sun was rising on the horizon in a rancid, filthy alley in Anacostia, a section of Southeast Washington, DC, known for its high incidence of violent crime. Rodgers was staring down at the teenager he had just subdued seconds ago at gun point. He was, to say the least, nonplused. What in Hel...
Author's Note: :D I love Sway and Skeet. I absolutely adore them. I'm glad so many of you did, as well. Enjoy this chapter, and please keep up with the wonderful comments. They really do make my day. Luv n' stuff, Ginnnnnnnnnnnna! 25. "Well, I think it's safe to say that he isn't on this side of the harbor," Horace commented dryly. The trio had searche...
You've always longed for a special kind of man. A sophisticated, accomplished man who understands the necessity of being firm with you. A man who understands the old-fashioned notion of being in control of a woman's behavior, and isn't afraid to exercise His control over you with the particular forms of juvenile punishment you find so embarrassing, so painfu...
Ruby is sat flicking through a magazine. Mid-twenties, she's been working in the tattoo parlor since college and is soooo bored. So her face lights up when two sissy dumplings mince into the tattoo parlor. She gasps at their ridiculously effeminate outfits that no woman would be caught dead in. She can't believe they've handcuffed themselves together and loc...
Author's Note: Ugh. UGH. Don't even ask. I know it's been quite awhile and I do apologize. But, I ended up losing this whole damn chapter when my computer got infected with a virus. Yes, people. I lost it ALL and I had to re-write it ALL. Ugh. -_- BUT! Here it is, at last. I hope you enjoy it. As always, comments and critiques are welcome and enjoyed in...