Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about previous chapters of this story. Thank you to Margaret who proofread for me. I hope you enjoy this chapter. ~ellie ***** "For fucks sake," Nik raged at the constables who approached her cell. "If my Uncle is here to bail me out, he is in no danger from me." "Stand against the back...
Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun, I swea...
Prologue "Miss Granger, may I ask a question?" Oh shit, here we go. Class smart-ass, Craig Wellman. It was the last week of school and the Year 12s were getting feisty; we'd spent the school year preparing them for life after high-school, treating them like adults, loosening the apron strings and encouraging them to engage us as peers, if not as equals. It...
Sienna Kerrigan knew exactly what lay ahead of her as she entered the office that morning. Figures and more figures to pore over, ad infinitum it seemed. That was her job, her money earner, and it was fairly lucrative. Being an up-market accountant, she was always in demand. What she was less certain of, on this bright summer morning, were the demands that...
Reading part one of HOT SIENNA first would give more insight into this second part. *** After her lunchtime session with Brad and the three other male members of staff, Sienna Kerrigan, temporarily relaxed, was able to proceed with the special audit she was doing with this firm. For nearly three hours with just a break for coffee, she worked diligently at...
Chapter 4: London-Town "Something unappeased, unappeasable, is within me." -Friedrich Nietzsche, 'Thus Spoke Zarathustra' Surprisingly, the bus ride to London wasn't as bad as Hal had feared it would be. The first hour was pretty rough while he grappled with his guilt over the blowjob Brianna gad given him over the weekend. Eventually, he realized that he...
It was a typical weekday night as I drove home from work. As has always been the case for the past year Christina sat next to me in the passenger seat. We conversed enjoyably about the various events of our day, music from her favorite radio station playing softly in the background. She was the head of the paralegal department in the law firm where I was a s...
"Patrick, could you please go downstairs and bring up a case of peaches from the storeroom," the short haired Asian woman behind the counter asked. "I need two cans for Mrs. Velazquez." "Sure thing, Mrs. C," the blonde haired teenager said as he stopped stacking the shelf he was working on and headed for the basement stairs. Less than two minutes later, Pa...
"So, uh, before anyone does anything that they might regret," I said, lifting up my hands. Several Doyen paladins were standing before me and the rest of Bravo Squad (and Vicky Smith, but I wasn't sure that she counted yet) and each of them had their psi-swords crackling and sparking. Behind them, the civilians were rapidly fleeing the interior city. Clearly...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...