"I say east, to Northhill. Apparently the town has a fabulous castle and a very beautiful Princess," Basil says. A sly, handsome smile crosses his clean shaven face. In the dimming light, his dirty blonde hair almost appears silver, amplifying his aristocratic demeanor. Though dressed in his plain traveling clothes the air of superiority that always surround...
Hello again! This chapter was almost ready when I posted the last one, but I warn you that it will be the last one for at least a month. Thank you so much to my faithful readers, and my visiting readers and I hope you won't be too upset with the wait. In the meantime, enjoy! Kitty * "Kane, call Bria and have her call Brett. Something's wrong with Nigha a...
"It is a matter of grave importance that fairy tales should be respected. A nation without fancy, without some romance, never did, never can, never will, hold a great place under the sun." Charles Dickens, "Frauds on the Fairies," 1 October, 1853 "There are no great men, there are only great challenges, which ordinary men like you and me are forced by circu...
Kane stood at the top of the mountain overlooking the Los Angeles valley. From this position atop the highest peak bordering LA and Ventura counties, he see observe everything. To most people, it would be nothing more than a show of lights against the darkening skies of early evening. But Kane was not most people, he was a hunter. A hunter of the undead. Wit...
Brooklyn I sat down at my desk and opened my laptop. I always interviewed my clients and potential companions in person, and Meadow was no exception. What was different about my communication with her was, after the interview, the rest of our communications has been through email and text. It took a little adjusting on my part because I was used to speaking...
Chapter 5: Tension, revelation, and a choice They were good for two weeks after the "copy room incident" as they mutually referred to it. There was quite a bit of damage to the copy room: trays on one of the copiers had been broken off, there was a hole in the wall apparently made by the table being pushed into it, and for some strange reason the door woul...
Felix stopped dead in the doorway. She couldn't take her eyes off Fern. She was bent over with her arms bound high above her head by chains coming from the ceiling, with a leg spreader keeping her legs wide apart. Felix had never seen Fern like that before. Fern lifted her head. "Felix!" "Shut up!" Isobel whipped Fern on her ass and thighs and Fern cried o...
NOTE: This story contains bukkake. If that offends you or is not your cup of tea, please stop reading now. "Come on in," Lana said, inviting Tina into her apartment. "Thanks for having me over," Tina replied. "Hey, mi casa su casa, right?" Tina just smiled. Lana noticed that Tina looked amazing, as usual. She was wearing a black leather top that cut do...
My wife, Lana, and I, both in our forties, had begun to share our home with the lovely Sandy. Sandy worked at the local country club as an aerobics and fitness instructor. She had confided in Lana that her husband was abusive to her and had gambled his way into insurmountable debt. Lana, had convinced me to let Sandy come live with us while she recovered fin...
Lana Franks is a mean bitch, ladies and gentlemen. Not to sound crude or loutish, but there is seriously no other way to describe this lady. At first glance, the five-foot-ten, curvy young Black woman with the deep chocolate skin and thick Afro looks quite lovely, pleasant and nice. She's attractive, but in a nonthreatening way, like those women at your loca...