Hi. To all of you who follow me or comment or like my writing, a big thanks. It's just nice to see that I have found some kindred spirits here... people who don't mind a little alien fun. So... back to Sloan and Octnavin. This chapter is short, sorry about that. But there is more to, um, ah, come. Cheers. ~M. From C.M. Moore. *** *Chapter 10* Not dead y...
For those of you who have e-mailed me with your suggestions and praise, I cannot tell you enough how much I appreciate your excellent critique and comments. Thank you. Again, no sex with this chapter. Temuchen ************* "Is this one of the famous battles Between head and heart With both having opposing views But the same hold on your psyche Neither w...
Oh my, if ya'll vote any more you might crash the system in shock. I mean an actual vote happening, I don't know if the system can handle it. Called tongue in cheek, I would like it if people voted, try something new, it won't suck promise. O.o ** Oddest fucking thing, I ended up with two women from that complex. Wasn't expecting one but hell two more Asia...
As I was lying there after sex, still sweating but my breathing was back to normal, I started to have an idea. I looked at her as she went to get some water, her smooth curves and toned body it hit me. "I don't want you to wear clothes anymore." She laughed a bit and looked over her shoulder at me, then turned back to the faucet in the master suite bathroom...
It was a fine October day, a rare confluence of Indian summer and a badly needed Sunday away from the cares of the office. The leaves had already begun to turn, and the maples' red formed a brilliant canopy against a crystal blue sky. Sandra Johnson listened to the babbling of the brook, hidden in the trees to her left, the rustling of the leaves in the gen...
Being a model for this sculptor had become strange, alarming. Quickly I had been fondled, ordered how to sit, and had clay smeared over my aroused tits. And now I was crouching doggy-style on a cold stone bench being asked to stay there while the sculptor walked across the cold hard concrete behind me. Whenever he walked back to his gear I heard five steps...
We were at the truck stop. You were dressed in a mini skirt and a blouse. A very carefully made cleavage was shown. At 6'1" and in 5 inch stilettos you towered over everyone. It was obvious you are a man dressed as a woman. There were a few looks from people. One guy in particular kept staring. He licked his lips before standing up and approaching our table...
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In fairytales they always say something like, 'The night flew by swiftly as I lay cradled in my lover's arms'. I wish that I could tell you that's how it was for me. However, during that first night that we spent together as husband and wife I barely slept at all. The events of the day had my head swirling. After all, I had just become a wife. Secondly, I ha...
Introduction: John Riley had been married for nearly 10 years when his wife filed for divorce. She had claimed that the lack of romance was to blame, but John suspected there was something else going on. John had hired a private investigator to follow around his soon to be ex-wife and find out if she was with another man. After following his wife for only a...