"Even Mickey enjoys the opera, don't ya, boy?" Mickey's father asked. "Of course, pa." He replied and then chomped on a forkful of mashed potatoes. Mickey Jenkins did enjoy the opera, but what he looked forward to the most was the formality of the affair. Wearing a tuxedo made him feel mature, a younger version of his dashing father. But the most important...
Chapter 4 Jen's Magical Fantasy Again, thanks so much to everyone who gave such incredibly awesome feedback. I had been reserved to the thought that Jen had run her course at Chapter 3. So, I began working on some other hot and erotic stuff that I hope you all will soon be uh...enjoying. Well, I certainly have been enjoying myself while working on it. But...
The dinner had been excellent. Cheryl Hascombe, Harold Masters, and Dermot Cairns were standing before the huge fireplace in the library, sipping brandy. Cara DiGiacomo had left the room to make a telephone call. “Harold?” “Yes, Cheryl?” “Could I have my skirt back now, please?” Masters smiled. “No, dear. I’m afraid you look far too alluring just as you...
"It all started seven years ago. I was your normal 17 year old. Cheerleading captain, great boyfriend, you know the usual. It was the summer before my senior year in high school. Robert was home from College for the summer and I thought life couldn't get any better." I sighed then picked up the story. "It was....oh about the middle of June when I came home f...
Jessie's and her Pack's POV Richard Estate "Something is wrong. There should be a lot more wolves around. I don't like this at all!" Jacob paced between the window and the open door, senses on high alert. "Maybe you didn't ask Jack the right questions. What exactly did you say to him?" Jessie sighed, "I asked him 'How many others are in the area and where...
Helen's POV The day after the first meeting with Beth at Rubble Beach "Julie, you haven't heard from Jacob or Liam today have you?" Julie shook her head at Helen, "I take you haven't either?" "No, and it's almost 1pm their time. They promised to call and tell me how Jessie's meeting with Beth Parker went. I got impatient about an hour ago and called Jaco...
Sheriff Carl Jenkins sat at his desk pondering possible ways that would give him access to Malcolm's property. The main problem was that Malcolm Matheson was a white man, a well respected white man from a well respected family with strong ties to the community. If he was a colored man the Sheriff could pretty much handle the situation anyway he saw fit. T...
The big Black man squealed as the skinny White dude shoved his thick cock up his hairy ass. Nearby on the king-sized bed, a sexy and curvaceous, light-skinned young Black woman fingered her pussy as she watched the hot man-to-man interracial sex. Mistress Sybil Noir smiled to herself as she watched her slave Andrew Jenkins fucking her other slave, Somali stu...
"Come in please, Carol." It was Carol's supervisor, David Jenkins who was speaking. He was sitting at his desk and didn't look up at her as she stood hesitantly in the doorway to his office. He continued to look at his computer screen which Carol couldn't see from where she was standing. "Come in please Carol. And close the door behind you." His voice was...
Readers of a story that I've posted on another web site will find the basis of this story to be a familiar one. But I assure everyone that this story isn't based on the same premise and the difference will become apparent as the story goes along. I promise. CHAPTER 3 'Someone was knocking on the door again,' Sabella thought to herself as she listened to th...