***Well, you know what they say: Into every life... But this is Cale. It never rains - not while there's a hurricane as a possibility. This is Cale's life and it's never been an easy one. When I write romance, I try to stay mindful of the way that life - with all of its warts just seldom lays out a smooth pathway. There are bumps and stumps and Holy Hannah,...
***** We continue with D'Jymm's story. He's down for repairs, hidden in a bit of rain-forest, and given that there is an active hurricane in the region, we're talking serious and pretty much continual rain, high winds and where he's parked, the mounting threat of a mudslide that he's in the path of. He knows that he's only going to have so much time. Bu...
Louise had been his first. She literally took him in hand for the next three years. Marianna had been the next, and stayed with him for several years. By then it was 1935 and Adolfo reluctantly sent Marianna to America; Germany under Hitler was no place for a Jewess. His wealthy parents, a German father and a Spanish mother, also left for America; they had...
Looking at the camera's screen, he watched, as a large erect penis entered the field of view, obscuring a woman's face as she lay with her head tilted back and her eyes closed. The camera operator was enjoying the feeling of his own hard cock beneath his pants when the large penis in the camera started smacking the woman on the forehead. Whack- whack- whack!...
Welcome to the next installment in the series. This story involves dickgirls, deepthroat, cum inflation, a light focus on impregnation, and a lot of narrative as opposed to erotic passages. ***** "Murder?!" I gasped. "We can't do that!" "Sure we can." Morgana said coolly. "You got a better way to save Karina?" "Um, well, no, but you do," I said haltingly...
I'd never flown anywhere first class before, and I can see why people who do it, always do it. The first class seats are actually comfortable. You don't feel like herded cattle. Steven and Marcia were not in first class. I didn't miss them. Steven had turned into a mother hen, fussing over everything I ate, my exposure to sun, and how long I talked the two...
Chapter One Spaghetti Bolognaise Watching Leo His long black fringe falls into his eyes as he leans over the cooker. He pushes it behind his ear where it stays momentarily before falling forward again obscuring his cat-like green eyes, that I know are framed with the longest black eyelashes. He tastes the sauce, the tip of the wooden spoon disappearing bet...
This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any real person is just a fluke. All characters are eighteen years and older. * Becky lay strapped to the gurney in the back of the ambulance. They had started her on oxygen for the short trip to the hospital. She wished Jessi was in here with her, but she was following directly behind in the car. "Are you...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *Riptide: a strong tidal flow of water within estuaries and other enclosed tidal areas.* *This tale is an espionage fantasy under assault by reality* *The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing...
Note: This story is non-erotic. It is also dedicated to Ben and his son and all the others who have written me as a result of my stories: Esther Story and Red, White and Blue Halloween. Most of all it is dedicated to the real live men, women and families who keep us safe and free. Goddess bless and keep you all! ***** CHAPTER ONE Master Sergeant Michael T...