"Sienna," Brandon whispered to her, as she felt the covers slide away from her body, causing her to feel an instant chill. His voice startled her. What the hell was he doing in her room? She had to be dreaming. "Brandon, what ar--" she tried to ask, as her eyes adjusted to the dark and his figure hovering above her. But before she could finish her question...
Part the last. Congratulations if you've persevered to the end. Thanks to all who have taken the trouble to comment. It has been most encouraging and good to know so many enjoyed it. Once again apologies for typos. Family life is still preventing me from proof reading the third and final time before posting. It will be some time before I can post another t...
"I do solemnly swear that I will faithfully execute the office of President of the United States, and to the best of my ability, preserve, protect and defend the Constitution of the United States." Those gathered in the great room in Valhalla remained silent as they absorbed the full impact of the presidential oath. President Crawford had died within two da...
I want to start off with thanking you for your patience. I hope it is well rewarded. No matter what we do, sometimes life gets in the way of our hobbies. The series is nearly complete and ends with chapter 12 so you've got a little more Cate and Dylan to enjoy. As always I do hope you enjoy reading it as much as I had writing it. I've had a long standing...
This story is based on a song that I heard on the radio. It is written and sung by Brandi Carlile. I thought "This would make for an interesting story." I've heard the song a number of times over the last few months so I figure it's time. The name of the song is 'Every Time I Hear That Song'. I suggest that you listen to the song as just entertainment once t...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
My wife, Laurie, and I sat on the folding chairs in our back yard, drinking wine and enjoying the Sunday afternoon sun. I had barbecued some burgers for lunch, and we had spent the whole day just relaxing. We had a house in a nice suburban neighborhood, surrounded on most sides by trees, which gave us our own little garden oasis. Laurie had her eyes closed...
Mika Brzezinski stood in front of the group of women; she had a huge smile on her face. "Good afternoon ladies, I hope all of you are ready for my wild fantasy. I'd like to start out premising the fantasy. It did not turn out anything like I thought it was going to happen. Things got out of hand and instead of just a lot of cum covering my face and down my t...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
All of my writing is fiction and the characters are products of my imagination. All characters that need to be are 18 years of age or older. Comments are always very welcome and carefully reviewed. This story is a nearly complete rewrite of a prior story of mine published some time ago. If any regular readers recognize that I'd enjoy hearing their thoughts....