It was an awful start to the day. The rain was of the fine variety, the stuff that seems to never hit the ground but just hangs about purposely to get you wetter and wetter. Jennifer lazily leant onto the window sill, sometimes looking out on the unfortunate shadowy figures that occasionally zipped by, and sometimes studying the ever-changing paths the rain...
This is part two of a three-part story. Please read part one first. ***** "You want to do what?" her sister Barbara exclaimed. "Go to your next party." "Jill, this isn't spin-the-bottle fun games. Maybe you didn't understand: everyone fucks everyone. Only one time that I can remember someone came and didn't join in. And the next time she did. You prepare...
Sue and I sat together silently for a couple of minutes, her warm, soft body leaning against me. It struck me that Rick was awfully trusting, leaving me alone and naked in his home, with his equally naked wife, and I said so to Sue. She laughed. "Really Adam, what else could we do that we haven't already done? He probably figures we're too exhausted to go o...
I was eighteen, hard into drugs, androgynous, punky, and actually quite dangerous come to think of it. I used to hang out at this little bar that would let underage kids in. Arguments would fall out into brawls. And I won a lot of those brawls. I had nothing to do with testosterone but fight and fuck. I suppose I avoided addiction only by withdrawal, denial,...
Chapter 07 - The Cabal Samael smirked at the reflected image in the full wall mirror. His body was immaculate, every muscle sculpted by an artist. His tanned skin glistened lightly with the sweat of exertion. His longish brown hair was swept back, revealing piercing, intelligent blue eyes. A close shave outlined his sharp aquiline features. Lying on her ba...
(Note; this story belongs in the same series -- and the same future world -- as my earlier Restarted, parts one and two, Thanks for the Memories, The Transgression Solutions, and Once Bitten, Live Twice. You don't have to have read any of those to understand it, though.) * There was one other person in the clinic's exercise room when Stephen entered the pl...
"Are you almost ready, Jane?" Chloe called through the bathroom door of our shared apartment. "Not even close, dude. Remind me why I am doing this again? I just want to stay in tonight and watch Desperate Housewives." I called back, while I sat on the edge of the bathtub, flipped through a magazine, and avoided getting ready. Chloe barreled in, unhappy with...
For those new to this saga, I hope that each entry can be enjoyed separately, but if you enjoy this perhaps you will consider investigating the earlier stories as well as catching the others as they come. Mary's Evolution continues... **** Chapter One: Hair today, gone tomorrow. Colin Heath sunk lower into the plush couch as the television flickered to...
"Playing with fire?" The question distracted Cyra from her business. She looked over her shoulder, her pale shoulder-length hair flipping about at the quick action. Benefast stood in the doorway of a private room Cyra had acquired. The Dreaming Dragon had slowly been expanding, absorbing nearby buildings with an intricate system of elaborate bridgework, par...
Peander was fast asleep. In fact, he was in a slumber, deeper than any doze he had enjoyed his whole young Greek life. This was that sleep that comes only to the well fed, the well drunk and the well fucked; and he was all three. Laying flat on a large bearskin rug in Freya's tent, his face was frozen into a wide-toothed grin. His neck, chest and back were c...