Why think you're a woman when all you have are her moves and her make up? And why think you're a man when even your balls have gone? Lucian Gaines inhaled the sweet spring air. It wafted in through an open window making his nose wrinkle as he closed his eyes. His ears caught birdsong and distant voices. Opening them again, Lucia Gaines looked around....
A million drops of water will hollow a stone Three months passed, and a patient repetition of daily chores created a new normality for Lucian Gaines -- even in a world as weird as Norton's Academy of Excellence. Since he started classes, things sped up. Life became more palpable, more real -- though increasingly bizarre. He was at a school after all, a...
This piece started out as a title on a blank notepad, and then shit just started happening. There's little sex, and not till almost half way though, so don't get your hopes up. This piece has a direction I want it to go, and that will make itself known in the next part. * * * * * Myrtle Of The Mountain Part One Saskatchewan, Canada Winter 1873 'Fuck....
The following stories will be written part in the first person where Harm and Mac speak about their past affairs. The recounting of these stories will be told in the third person as they occurred. ***** Mac was curled up on her sofa. Harm had his arms wrapped around her. Sarah was dressed in a pair of old sweats. Naked beneath it Harm couldn't take his eye...
Part II - The End Of The Road The wind was cool against my face as I gave the engine gas and we accelerated away from my house. Natalie had a tight hold around my waist and I kept the speed down to thirty, knowing how powerful and fast the bike was and not wanting to scare her. I also stayed slow so I could see everything that was around me. I'd ridden this...
The Vassal Academy. Pt. 13: Josh begins training. Brad shook hands with Devon and turning left his slave, Josh, for the next three weeks in the care of the Academy. Josh had signed the contract and been taken upstairs by Jeannette a few minutes ago. Brad was on his way to inspect production facilities in India, Taiwan, and Japan before returning home. Upo...
It's odd that people are so ashamed or embarrassed about preferences they have that might be slightly out of the mainstream or out of fashion. Many times, those desires aren't really that strange at all, and all the person really needs is someone who can understand them. Those people are out there, and sometimes they find each other. In the interest of ful...
The harvest is finally completed and now I have a chance to put my story of the fantastic life I have found here in a readable form. My name is Jon Morgan and I live here on Highland with my wife, Ellen Grant Morgan, and a couple of hundred others in what we call the Grant Clan. Most fortunately many of those two hundred - and many in neighboring clans - are...
A tremor crawled up his leg. It made his knees tremble before it disappeared under the flaring hem of his dress where it touched his bare cheek and danced up his spine - to choke his throat. "It's okay," a girl's voice whispered. *** October found its way to Norton's Academy of Excellence. It colored the leaves of the ancient trees before autumn wind...
This is my first story here or anywhere. lt was cooked up up with a dash of experience a healthy handful of fantasy a touch of deceit simmered slowly in new found time on my hands and a big pile of patience and persistence from my editor and new found friend Tim Watkins. I can't thank him enough. The Gift That Keeps On Giving Things were looking up...