(NOTE: This takes place sometime at the end of the millenium, when CDs ruled, not everyone had a cell phone, and you mostly had to get out of your house and go to a store to buy things-max) ***** Joe felt baffled. Woke up and felt baffled. Because he was alone, and not with Lana. Because he was back where he had left. Where he had once escaped, he returned...
I carefully lifted the huge beer, the size of a two-liter soda bottle - and heavier still from the thick glass mug it had been poured into. I'd seen some of the male staff in the bar carry them one-handed - with some effort - but not me. No, not sickeningly petite Annabeth, whose hands were even smaller than one would think for a five-foot-tall girl who did...
Disclaimer: I do not own Thor, The Avengers, Avengers: Age of Ultron, or Ant-Man And The Wasp or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Hope Van Dyne a.k.a. The Wasp knew she was taking a big risk. One she didn't really want to take, even though she had been thinking about it ever since a woman enslaving...
Tony continues the story of his adventures with his young exhibitionist neighbor, Kelly. Find out what happens when Tony's wife discovers what's being going on... E *********** Hey there, Tony here! Long time no talk. Let's see, the last time we spoke, I had just gotten back from my little road trip with Kelly, right? Well, I was worried about the guilt,...
This is a sequel to "Scott Chadwick, Summer Associate: Chapter 1" Sunday July 2nd Scott got up early. He normally watched all the Sunday morning talk shows, but this being a holiday weekend, he knew nothing of importance would be covered. As he made coffee he looked at the living room, proof that yesterday was more than a bad dream. There were still half a...
SUNDAY JUNE 24th The short flight between BWI and Newark brought me in late afternoon and I rode the monorail and train into the city. I was feeling nervous, but looking forward to seeing Ali again. It had been five long days since she returned to New York without me. Five days when I missed her more than I believed possible. Five days when I had thought ha...
"Where are you?" My bruised, battered, and somewhat singed body was only part of the reason why I wanted to snap at Goat who Wrestled. My sifu was casually walking around me, smoking one of his many, many, many pipes, and he had asked me yet another question that I was almost certain was some kind of a trap or trick. I was the Unconquered. I thought that b...
Authors Note: This is the 3rd chapter in the series called My Curvy, Sexy Mature Neighbour. This extended chapter can be read independently, but I recommend chapters 1 and 2 are read first, as these explain a series of sexual encounters, giving context to this chapter. Enjoy it and I look forward to comments. * Synopsis Part 1: - Chrissie and Steven disc...
This is a copyrighted original work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Song lyrics contained herein remain the original artist's property. * I had belonged to the local bonsai club...
Sebastian Brown was strange and socially awkward. He also was a brilliant mathematician — finished high school at 16, master's degree by 20, Ph.D. candidate by 21. While in college, he and a professor had even secured two commercial patents on some programming logarithms. One already was in wide use in gaming, and another in robotics. Sebastian's share of t...