Though inspired by actual events, this is a work of fiction. Any similarity to living individuals, real, or imagined, is purely coincidental. Summer was here at last! But things around the house were not all going the way I had them planned. Oh, we were getting into the spirit of summer ok, just a few things didn't seem to want to cooperate. Namely, my bo...
This story is dedicated to a different Rickie. She dressed like a hooker, had a heart of gold, and was the hottest thing I ever clapped eyes on. The girl also taught Sunday school. xxxx I drove the Jaguar down off the highway, around some winding chicanes and through the palm groves that sheltered Morningstar Beach. It was clear and sunny, and when I woun...
The new moon was barely visible in the sky as he dropped his bags unceremoniously to the ground and thrust his hands into the pockets of his jeans, looking for his house keys. It would be a nice night for a run and he was anxious to release some of the stress that had managed to accumulate over the past few weeks of his mission. It had been hard being away f...
I left the breakfast table satisfied. Jean was doing the cooking this morning, and her buckwheat pancakes were the best. "Good job on breakfast, Jean." Jean smiled but kept her eyes down as I passed her. Jean was an omega, a low ranking but valuable wolf in our Pack. She worked hard and rarely needed my discipline, so we got along well. She knew her place in...
Escaping from the clutches of a Parallel security force with her duplicate in tow, Mariah flees to relative safety, trying desperately to get back to her world before everything comes crashing down around her slim shoulders. ... "She took the first test, as she told us she would, and returned from it. The second test she took, she did not survive. Mariah d...
Her soft moan startles me into wakefulness and my eyes strain to adjust to the darkened room as it is periodically lit by the flashing gray light of the television. Her head is nestled comfortably against my chest and her breath is hot on my bare skin. She adjusts slightly without coming to consciousness and then starts snoring lightly. I wrap my arm around...
David Phillips I wish I knew how our marriage went wrong. Maybe it was a mistake from the beginning. I was just swept off my feet—didn't really know what I was doing. Cassandra and I are not well matched; I don't even know what she ever saw in me. She seems to have wanted me as some kind of prize. Maybe she just wanted to hurt Lauren, although she didn't...
Dale walked calmly back to the bed and extended an arm, urging Bethany to get up. She did so with a cheerful laugh, then looked sourly at her clothes on the easy chair. "Now I don't want to put those clothes on. They seem so—artificial!" "I know what you mean," Dale said as he picked up his underwear from the floor. "But I don't think I care to eat dinner...
This story involves bodily functions, so if that offends you, you should read no further. It also features some strong disciplinary scenes, so if you dislike that, you should also not proceed with reading this story. All characters are well over 18. ***** After hearing from Annette about her meeting with Sgt. Denise, Eleanor decided that it was time to enc...
"Seven Days of Milking" [Day 1] "Ah! Olivia!" Kenny's mother said to Ms. Evans upon opening the door. "Do you think you could start with the upstairs today? That needs the most cleaning." "Sure thing!" Ms. Evans said. Ms. Evans walked in and went straight up stairs. She placed her cleaning equipment down in the bathroom and pretended to wipe down the sin...