Here I am, one of the city's elite members of SWAT lying in a corner of an abandon lab in a pool of my own blood. Just watching the time passes by as I lay here. My name is Patrick Meyers, 30 and I am a Sergeant in SWAT. You are right now wondering why am I lying here waiting and not going anywhere. Well to know this answer I have to take you back 24 hours e...
[Our story is about a 25-year-old potter called Jeremy Harding. He makes ceramic art and is doing pretty well for himself having found some success after leaving art school. He lives and works from his studio in Bethnal Green, London. Alone, since his girlfriend, Alice, walked out on him for some other guy 6 month's ago. He still thinks about her but doesn't...
Author's Note: This note was originally put at the beginning of chapter two, but I felt it was better to put it here, so... Just a warning: this is a very wham-bam-thank-you-ma'am approach to sex, and one which I would never, ever practice in real life. Half the stuff in here I'd never even want to try, but I'm writing it for some reason, so I hope it's good...
It had been a long flight over from the East Coast of the United States to Tokyo International Airport, and Derek was tired. The plane ride had been followed by what seemed to be an equally long taxi ride from the airport to a small prefecture about forty miles outside of the city where his company had a small outlet, and Derek had been sent there on an insp...
Yes, I probably should have known better. I am, after all, an adult and probably half way through this wild trip more commonly known as "my life." But every once in a while....yeah, every once in a while you just have to roll the dice and play the cards you are stuck with. This was one of those times. It started out innocently enough, a common cliché of...
I want to thank everyone for reading, voting and commenting on our story. I submitted the first six chapters, and Rebeccasm submitted chapter 6 through 12. I will be submitting chapters 12 through 18. We have both worked hard on this series and as such both deserve to share the postings. Hopefully you will visit both of us and enjoy the series. As I mention...
Late afternoon gave way to boredom, Margo Needy going stir crazy being alone all day since the boys had all gone off to work. Tense after her earlier workout regiment she was ready for a much needed pampering. Killing time dusting and neatening things around her home was winding down. Laundry done and put away she was running out of ideas. Taking time to sit...
Connie's Story C1 Constance got off the bus, she was nervous; Not about the man she was about to meet in the flesh for the first time, but about the resort she was about to try and enter. Paga beach resort was known for its security, she would not be allowed in unless the man she had come to meet had already told the staff to expect her. She need not have...
Patrick Henry cursed for the thousandth time as he stormed out of his manor, a stream of muttered unpleasantries wafting behind him. "Damned father of mine. Married. Married! And to a prude of a woman no less!" It had been three months since the previous Earl of Wilshire had passed and left his sole heir, Patrick, with a will stating his desire that the He...
Yes, it's part two - this time with my usual perversity rearing its ugly head. While you're here, a brief note about the setting of the stories. The Eternal Republic is a kind of thought experiment in social eroticism - fantastic worldbuilding that combines a kind of ahistorical Gilded Age that spans the customs of aristocracy and oligarchy from the 18th to...