Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. As always, I need to thank, Stylus and Madison (ThanatopicFolds) my cool editors. This time they've made an extra effort and that's why I can post this episode so quickly. $$$$$$$$$$$$ "Margarita was never short of money. She could buy whatever she liked...
Thanks to Lit reader Nus for suggesting the following story line. * How did she end up in this mess, Trish Saturn wondered. It wasn't that long ago when she'd been out promoting her fitness videos and doing personal training at a gym near her home. That route had been going nowhere, regardless of how hard she tried to make it work. Her boyfriend at the tim...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating properly. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons, Fire In The Hole. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, an...
The man behind the large oak desk was speaking. "Bob, I think you know why I've asked you to come here today." The small person on my right was gripping my arm tightly. "Yes, your Eminence, I believe that I do. That we do." "Before I give you my decision, I want to make a few things very clear." "Yes, your Eminence." She was gripping my arm even tighter...
INTRODUCTION & DISCLAIMER - In 1999, overweight but pretty Abbey Rosen from Toronto takes a vacation to South Africa for a safari. This horrifies her very traditional Jewish mother, who firmly believes that Abbey should be looking for the right man to marry and start a family with rather than jetting off on vacation and into the dangers of the African bush....
Prologue The year 2024 marked the beginning of the end, as is the way of life. The economic collapse of France started a domino effect that the EU tried desperately to stop, draining the surrounding countries of their resources; toppling one country after another. Before anyone knew it the whole of Europe was drowning in debt, sickness, and homeless. Banks...
Chapter 9 - Every day has its dog One of the many and varied pleasures of living with Emma is making her breakfast in bed on a Sunday morning and settling back into bed with her to enjoy it together and survey the Sunday papers. On one such morning I came across an article on the burgeoning sex slave scene amongst young professionals in London. Having read...
The Party Little Girl's nipples ached against the frigid curved glass of the large fish bowl in the center of Aqua Section. Her long red braid wrapped around her wrists behind her in a knot so it pulled her head back and pressed her bare medium chest to the icy condensation of the frosty glass. Her knees were far apart with her ankles shackled to a bolt in...
Chapter 2: Her name is Veronica Last night ended in a blur, I don't know when I passed out or for how long but when I awoke I found myself in the same bed I was last night, but the light shining through the curtains told me it was close to midday. What happened last night can't have happened, this was a dream, all a horrible, horrible dream, I closed my eye...
I awoke. It wasn't as if an alarm clock had gone off, I just gradually became aware that something needed my attention. In my groggy state I reached over, sliding my hand over to touch and caress my wife, but the cruelly frigid satin of empty sheets on a hot summer's night reminded me that she was not there, that she would never again be there. The realizat...