I am not going to answer the race question. I will leave it to readers to make up their own minds. Is race how you perceive yourself or how others see you? Maddening, I know. I will try to put in lots of good sex and plot twists to ease your aggravation and keep you titillated. It seems to take hours to make the 40-mile drive home and I am still reeling...
Preface: This is a work of fiction. All characters are simply a figment of my imagination. If one of the characters seems familiar, it is only because you are a well read individual possessing good taste. Dedication: To my special gal, she knows who she is. Part 1: Chapter 1: It was another of those sparkling San Diego days. The sun was shining, an...
I heard a knock on my office window. By late fall night comes early and outside it was pitch black. I could hear young voices laughing and, putting my hands up next to the glass to reduce the glare, I could recognize teenagers in their cross-country outfits. It was my son, James, and some other runners from his High School. "Dad, can you let us in, we want...
This is my first submission here, though this story has been published elsewhere. It is first installment of a long series of erotic stories following the life and times of, Estefan Ernando, who will one day be the solar system's most-feared, master criminal. They have been taken out of their original formats and placed into chronological order. This is a de...
Note from the author: Hi again everyone! Thank you for keeping up with my longer stories of late. Here is something a little more straightforward and circumspect. Yes, it is still quite corny... and it has my very favorite card game in it. I hope you all have an enjoyable and exciting read! * 1. Too much, the magic bus "And a good morning to you!" "Good...
Thanks as usual to Mikothebaby for her tireless efforts and consumate skill in editing this story. As most of you know with my terrible punctuation and addiction to commas, without her you would have a lot of trouble trying to read this. * * * * * * There comes a time in every marriage when the bloom is off of the rose. Not that the love is gone or th...
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Note from the author: Hi again everyone! I took some time off from writing new material because, quite frankly, no new material was forthcoming!!! I even considered calling it quits ... but this story thread kept clawing at me. Obviously, this is a another corny tale of fiction, but I hope I have treated these characters well. Anyway, as always, I hope you e...
*** Transgender-themed stories which I hope will be of interest to those who like women, or would like to be a woman. Which includes me! *** As I belted out the final chorus of 'Summertime', I felt the heel on my right shoe buckle. Of course, being a professional, I carried on to the end. Never let the punters down, the show must go on and all that. At the...
"Goodbye Justin, have fun with Grandma and Grandpa and behave for Daddy," Sarah Clemens said into the phone before hanging up. Copeland, her husband of seven years, and their three-year-old son Justin were away for a long weekend visiting his parents. Sarah was supposed to have gone too, but she had been away on business and a canceled flight home had upset...