Out of Peoria: A Story of Innocence lost. Chapter 11: True love, and a surprising discovery. It was early afternoon before we surfaced for air. Gradually the frenetic scratching, biting grinding gave way to gentle nibbling and stroking. Heidi lit a cigarette. “I hope you don’t mind,” she said. “I have every bad habit there is ---- well almost,” she adde...
Date: Voyage Day 2, continued Location: Between Jupiter and Saturn Captain Washington stepped through the oval hatch that led into Chef Muldren's sleeping quarters. He ducked his head as he entered to avoid bumping the doorway's low frame. The room's dimensions were ten by ten, with an eight-foot ceiling. As soon as he straightened up, the first thing he n...
The life of a drug rep is a difficult one. I hope this story brings respect to what they do under trying circumstances. Of course, it is fictional I hope you enjoy this story. It was edited by LSEiland, my favorite editor. If you like the story, please comment. If not, tell me why not. Your criticisms help me write future stories. _______________________...
I generally show up for choir practice 20-25 minutes early to talk and chit-chat with whomever is so inclined. A good while back, Nikki, a newly married young girl in her early 20s sat down next to me and congratulated me on my 42nd anniversary of marriage. The congregation had sang to us and applauded the prior Sunday. "Nikki, please tell me you are not th...
[Author's note: As specified in the character descriptions, the teacher in this story is teaching seniors and all relevant characters are in the months preceding their first year in University, and are thus 18 years old.] ***** It was getting late. Parent/teacher night was the one night that Morgan dreaded above all else. Parents generally came by in thre...
My phone lit up while I struggled to stay alert during a compliance meeting. Patience testing endeavors made necessary in a world run rampant with oppressive government oversight, digital fraud, and the potential of litigation due to just about anything. The call was from Dylan Langford, general counsel of a long-time client of mine, and someone I could exc...
Street stories It was late one night and it had been slow on Broad Street. Taylor felt the chill of the evening and looked in her purse. I need to go home and study, this isn't getting me any cash tonight. She turned the corner and headed for the house thinking of things she needed to do. She was walking up the sidewalk toward home when a car pulled up slo...
Ch 7: The Weekend Author's notes: 1. This is a work of fiction. The activities and practices described in this series are neither condoned nor recommended. If you choose to do anything described in real life with real people you do so at your own risk. 2. All characters are fictional and any likeness to any living person is purely coincidental. 3. The ch...
Unfortunately, I encountered a bit of a bug with the first submission as spotted by one of my fans, so below is the ACTUAL version of Gigolo Ch9. Enjoy!!! * "Grant?" I heard the next morning. "Grant, wake up." I opened my eyes to see Claire lying next to me, as naked as she'd fallen asleep after our third fuck last night. "Hey babe, what time is it?" "Ei...
A big thanks goes to Joe Brolly for the original Genie Chronicles. As many people have done, I'm simply taking his original story format and giving it a twist. Fair warning, lesbian and futa (shemale) sex will feature heavily in this storyline. * Vicky wiped a thin layer of dust from the back shelves of the University of Texas central library section of E...