Sister Agatha knew she had made a big mistake when icy sleet began to fall. She had left the Leper village a few hours before under leaden skies, hoping to catch-up with Father Dubois and her fellow Holy Sisters before nightfall, but there was no sign of the pilgrims on the muddy road as dusk was descending. The middle-aged nun considered briefly whether to...
They were standing in an outer office, Sister Claire and Mother Mary, waiting for their appointment. Claire was nervous and excited. She understood that her performance in this meeting would really count towards her future in the Order of the Mount. More important was that she did not disappoint Mother Mary. Claire tried to remind herself that she alone was...
"The bottom of the driveway is fine Darryl. Just drop me there and I'll walk up to the house." Annie offered as she leaned forward from the backseat placed a hand on Jenny' shoulder. "Thanks for the coffee and sharing your business idea with me. If it's ok with you I'll talk to the boys about your idea and try think of some others." "You've got our phone nu...
The drive and determination were clear both in Sister Beth's firm steps and facial expression. She was far from a good mood, in fact she couldn't remember being this angry in years. Mother Grace had gone on a sudden leave, and assigned an excessive amount of tasks for Beth to complete, delegating almost all of her administrative duties to the nun. That kept...
Kapitel 1 – Das Institut Ein irgendwie futuristisch anmutendes, dunkelgraues Gebäude mit scheinbar drei Stockwerken tauchte am Ende der Sackgasse in diesem Industtriegebiet im Licht der Laternen auf. Bedrohlich wie ein schwarze Quader ragte es in den tropisch heißen, schwarzen Nachthimmel, den nur die Straßenlaternen mit gelblichen Strahlen einige Meter weit...
I wonder why a little, why the gods above me who must be in the know, think so little of me, they allow you to go. -- Cole Porter I. The year before the Shogun banished the foreign missionaries from his lands, sending them back to Portugal, or whatever hell they had once arisen from, something queer happened. Far away in the unfashionable north, in a lo...
As with most of my e-rotica, this one is a story with sex rather than the other way around and thus does not have an immediate climax....so to speak. Chapter one received criminally low scores from downvoters (placing it in the ranks of stories that repeatedly misspell "orgasm" and have no compound sentences) apparently upset at the story's title, neglecting...
Chapter Twenty-Nine -- The Scribe After delivering the sedative that would allow Oana to separate her soul from her body, Danka returned to the safe-house, changed into a workers' outfit, and left Novo Sókukt Tók. She returned to the farmhouse, packed her bucket, and went to sleep. She'd have to wait for Ernockt to return from work before departing. He had...
Chapter One Carrie moaned louder than she has ever had in her life. This intensity of his thick dick pounding away in her ass filled her with mind numbing pleasure to the point where she didn't care about anything anymore. She didn't care that this was a sin, she didn't care that she could get pregnant, she didn't care that she was on all fours in front of...
"Look over there, dear. I'm checking this side." Sister Beth instructed as she looked over dusty, old book shelves. Valery searched the other side of the room, going through equally old shelves. They were at the archives, but not the main ones. These were the "really old" archives, mostly containing documents that weren't relevant anymore or somehow outdated...