The name is Henry Jean-Pierre. A big and tall black man living in the city of Brockton, Massachusetts. Life is tough for the average American these days but you should know that even the strong struggle. I'm the Deputy Sheriff in my county and life hasn't been a bed of roses lately. Ordinary American men and women have been pushed to the limit by the Recessi...
The first shot struck Jennifer under the chin. That one came from Lawrence. She was still yelping when Trent's delivery took her full in the face, filling her mouth and blinding her in an explosion of thick white. She spat and wiped her eyes clear, then pursued her boyfriend, scooping snow as she ran. Trent taunted as he fled, but stumbled knee-deep in a dri...
Kenji, Patricia and Joel left the office in high spirits. Joel had heard about the program but never thought that he would be able to participate. He wasn't at all surprised that Kenji was selected to participate. In his opinion, Kenji was brilliant but unlike many brilliant people, he knew how to interact with others. That he had been asked to join the grou...
The morning seemed to slow down the closer the time for Nick and Hana to arrive got. Patricia was peeking outside every five minutes because she thought that she heard a car door opening. Kenji didn't stop her but watched her with an amused expression on his face. "Papa?" Ralph called as he watched Patricia make another trip to the window, "Why does mama ke...
DISCLAIMER: This is a work of fiction and all characters represented here and in any additional parts of this story are all over the age of 21. This tale involved crossdressing, bdsm & role playing. If these subjects do not interest you then I wish you well and hope you find a story on the site which you will enjoy. The main characters in this tale are as...
This is the second installment in the saga of Annie's experiences at a spa with special possibilities to explore one's sexuality. As the story is set as a part of a beautiful relationship with her beloved husband Donald, I intended the story for the Loving wives section. I was prepared for criticism, especially from readers who find it hard to accept a woman...
"This is Maroone IV, hailing to Station Ulmo, please respond!" "...." "Station Ulmo, respond!" "...." "Damn it," swears captain Elara, punching the coms unit in frustration. "What the hell happened here, who's ever heard of a total coms blackout on a fucking E-Class Station?!" Looking out at the sta...
Ann woke with a start, her eyes widening to a dark room. The room was still, and still groggy from sleep she tried to process why she was awake. There was a loud noise from some distance, followed by a distant but unmistakable peal of laughter. As her eyes became accustomed to the dark she realised that whomever was making the noise likely woke her up. Her d...
Thank you to searchingforperfection and catbrown for their hard work in editing and all of their suggestions. I appreciate all votes, feedback and comments, and I do read all the comments. This story is a sequel to The Doctor's Daughter. Both are set during the War of 1812. Since the death of Major General Brock in the fall of 1812, neither side has scored...
Paul was nervous. He had just been informed across that he was failing all of his classes. It was because of this grim reality that he had been summoned to the office of his guidance counsellor, Ms. Lawrence. Fortunately for the male population of the high school, Lawrence was fresh out of teacher's college and a ripe twenty two years of age. She was a man's...