Emily was sitting in the morning room when the doorbell rang. She was not expecting visitors that day so listened carefully as Katherine walked across the tiled hall floor to answer the door. Voices murmured and the door clicked shut. Once more Katherine's shoes sounded on the tiles as she came to bear her message. The morning room door opened. In seconds, E...
Author's note-Thanks again for your patience! This story references events & people found in chapters 1 and 59. * "Well, this is different" I said as I walked out of Chuck's office with his top assistant, Natalie Hayden and examined the tickets I'd been given. "You're gonna go aren't you?" she asked "Sure, I mean, I'm not gonna turn down free tickets. I...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This is the first in a series I plan to write about a young superhero and a troubling new "villain." I hope you enjoy it, it's been a while since I've written anything so I feel I'm a bit rusty. * SLAM! The thug hit the floor hard and didn't get up. After a few moments the dust cleared and the gang leader managed to crawl to a sitting position against a wo...
Caleb paid the driver and tipped him a C note over. "Have a goodnight sir." "You too Biru." The cab driver smiled; his fare tonight was not typical; he'd asked his name and smiled as he made sure he pronounced it correctly. The man had sat quite most of the ride, but he put off a pleasant air and when he spoke to Biru he spoke to him, not at him. Mos...
When I was going to law school at night and working as a paralegal at a non-profit children's advocacy group (called "Child Assist") during the day, despite my high libido I didn't have much time for romantic, or even just straight sexual, relationships. Aside from a few infrequent all sex, no romance, three fucks per session, evenings with one of my night s...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Kelly tapped her fingers against her notebook as she waited outside Mr. Jenkins office. She was a little nervous. It had all started yesterday, when her freshmen college class had gotten their midterm grades back. She had gotten a B, good for most, but Kelly was not happy with an average score. She approached Mr. Jenkins, her professor for African studies, a...