Huddled in the corner of her dark cell Michelle brushes away tears from her cheek, the one that still stings from the slap she'd received while Ballo put on his show for her buyers. The mere thought of being sold to some sexual deviant makes her retch but thankfully nothing comes up. Having to stay all night in a cell is one thing, having to spend all night...
Copyright © 2004. All characters, events, and text in this story are purely fictional, and are created by and the sole property of the author. All rights reserved. - - -- - - - - Writer’s Note: This piece is a sequel to the previous story of Sam and the Powell women entitled “It’s A Family Tradition.” If you haven’t already read that one, I recommend that...
After a miserable week, in a long line of miserable weeks, I pulled my tired body and aching head towards my foster-mom's house for our monthly family dinner. I hadn't gone there for our last family gathering, because I hadn't felt up to it, and I'd contemplated "calling in sick" again, but I'd had calls from several of my brothers over the past week, some j...
1600 hrs, Adam Dawson's house, six miles from the base. Adam Dawson opened the front door to his house in Chesapeake. As he walked in, Garrett Brown followed him while studying the inside. The décor was modest with one wall in the living room adorned with Navy memorabilia the SEAL collected over the years. Throwing his keys on the end table, Adam turned to...
Welcome all ye princesses, heroes of prophecy, and green muppets with laser swords to yet another episode of LST3K! This episode is a little longer than those previous, and I'm afraid you know what that means if you've been sucked in with me before — double the pain! The original story has a few spoofish moments of its own, some of which the author ad...
(Note: this story is a part of my "Greenies/A Perfect World universe and was written a full two years before we were even thinking about going to war in Iraq, so please, spare me your comments about any parallels. It's just a story, people. The background is just a setting. The Chinese are just a likely foe under the circumstances I've envisioned.) * April...
Round 1 Ashley Valentine was lying on the bottom bunk of her room and pissed off about it. The fiendish blood within her boiled at the thought of being cooped up in a small ship while it sailed between terra firma and Gallefri, their nearest moon. The mercenary company she was serving with was currently negotiating for more members with a group of construct...
===== DAY SIX ===== "Your bags have been packed, Señor. The car will be leaving in fifteen minutes." "Thank you, Rosa," I said, handing a twenty over as a tip. The maid (a real one this time, not Monique in costume) accepted the bill with a smile, and left Trina and me alone. "It's good of you to always remember the staff," Trina said. "A lot of t...
[Jizz was fucking Phlatyllis doggie-style when they received the distress signal, from far away, on another planet. Waves, vibrations, emitted through space to where they were. He pulled out of her, and she moved aside. "Fuck!" he growled, his head then swaying back and forth. "Do you sense that?" "Yes, I do," she said. "From a...Peter Balls?" "With a nam...
Authors Notes: Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series should not be, in any way, considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around. ***** Dorothy and Suzie grabbed Gary and they eac...