I really respect young women who've taken on the commitment to birth and raise a baby, or young child. It's an extremely important task that sometimes gets little or no acknowledgment. It's a hard task in that it's that 24/7/365 days of constant responsibility. She's tasked with all the care, feeding, cleaning, clothing, and training, just everything for thi...
All characters in the story are all over the age of 18-years-old. Please give me the courtesy of your vote. Summer Ship to Sea to Shore Sex Pirates are everywhere, especially once out in international waters, about 12 nautical miles from shore, where it's safer for them to pillage unsuspecting pleasure boats. Robert, a retired, insurance executive, owned...
Author's Preamble: This is a supplemental backstory in my generational Sims 3 romance/fan fiction blog. The main characters, Andy and Danae, are the main characters for my current generation. So that the context of the story is clear, I am listing the characters and a brief background for each: Danae Jones Murphy is the main protagonist, and Andy's wif...
Short Story: The Chronicles Of Benjamin Merriman #01 Author Note: This story is an original work of fiction. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen, if not expressly stated, and certain characters may also be found in other works by the authors, published or forthcoming. Feedback is desired and greatly appreciated. Email comments to the addre...
This is the eight chapter in my series. All characters participating in sexual activity or acts of violence are 18 or over. ***** Jamie came out of the final and sighed. He had to wait for it to be graded, but it seemed like he was only going to fail one course. He could make it up next semester, but he and the girls had already "talked" things out with th...
Nine year old Ian Cale was about to die. The monster that had just butchered his sister turned its wild gaze on him and growled threateningly, displaying row after row of yellowish fangs stained red with blood. Its gore-spattered fur gleamed in the light of the campfire as it took a menacing step towards him, then another. Yes, Ian was about to die. The mon...
The unremitting darkness stares back at me as I look out into the oppressive black sky. I can feel another tear run along the well worn tracks in the grime on my face as I remember gliding on the winds in the bright sunshine before my imprisonment. I gaze upon the utter blackness, without moon or stars, and wish for even a single point of light. When I was i...
This is the third of a planned four-part series. All characters, unless otherwise specified, are 18 or older. Warning: there is a lot of texting in this story. If Lindsay is texting, it will be bolded with the designation L: If Stacy is texting, it will be italicized with the designation S: If Rachel is texting, it will be underlined with the designat...
EDUCATIONAL REFORM Skjold "Golden Arm" Odinsson was late to his class on Diffeomorphic Transformations of Nonlocal Semi-Logical Quasi-Riemannian Manifolds. Again. He tried to enter the lecture hall as unobtrusively as possible. Not an easy task given the circumstances. He took his usual seat directly behind the girl with the golden cornsilk hair. She turne...
On the third Sunday in September, outside Los Angeles in the hills of Sherman Oaks, two beautiful wives in their late twenties lounged by an Olympic-sized swimming pool. They were at Jan Marshall's home and Sandy Carter lived next door. "It's as hot as a day in July," said Jan, who swept locks of her luxurious auburn hair from her face and tucked them behin...