No sooner had the door closed then Bobby heard the snap, snap of her fingers and saw the signal to lose the clothes. Quickly shedding and depositing his shirt, slacks, socks and shoes into the secure laundry chute he shut the chute door. The slide ended two floors below in the basement laundry room. Having no access to clothing happened to be another of her...
*** Sarkopheros Says: Whoops! Looks like I wrote a Brod over twice the size of the ones I've been doing lately. This one has swollen larger than any Brod before it, with an impressive length of over 10,000 words. 10,381 to be exact. You really don't have to read the previous stories in the arc for this one to make sense, but it does help. The reason there...
"Oh, my," Mary Jane thought to herself as she sat up in bed. "What a crazy night." The stunning redhead noticed the breakfast by the bed, and read the message her husband left for her. He told her to meet him at the party Jameson had organized. MJ started to remember bits and pieces of what had happened; all she knew was that she'd had a good time. Mary Jan...
Part 01: The Proposal. The following is a work of fiction, any relation to any person, place, or thing, is purely accidental and unintentional. * Devon sat in the Dining Room and again reviewed the proposal he had before him. It was the result of a years worth or research and consideration. Dominique and two of the shrinks were about to arrive and receive...
Author's Note: Hello Everyone, As usual my ambitions to get you the next chapter promptly failed horrifically. I find that if I am being honest, I have very few excuses. Certainly writer's block could be a valid one, but it's not quite sufficient. For my lag in getting you the next installment which many of you were looking forward to, I apologize. Please...
Disclaimer: All the usual, all the people portrayed herein are at least 18 years of age at the time of portrayed sexual congress, blah blah blah bling bling blah. If you're looking for something younger, you're using the wrong interwebz. Scram. Chapter 3- About Effing Time I had been asleep so I didn't really hear my door open. I was vaguely aware of someo...
Chapter One A BLOOD-RED BEAM of light cut through the darkness, sweeping back and forth, searching the tiny little room with deliberate urgency, finding nothing. Good. Gabriel Tanner stepped into the cellar and thumbed a switch on the laser sight of his MP-5 sub-machinegun. The red beam disappeared. Reaching behind him, he pulled a tiny figure into the ro...
Author's Note: I enjoyed and appreciated all the feedback sent to me, and I bow in humility to everyone that took the time to shoot me an email about my work. I take all critiques and suggestions in mind when I'm writing, and I encourage you to send me your opinions, and be as detailed as you'd like to be. I had to cut this chapter in half, for it was...
Chapter Three: Bonds of Love Author's Note: This is my third submission. Even though I have received no feed back as of yet on my first submission, the volume of readers is favorable. I hope those who are reading this are enjoying the story. I am having an absolute blast writing this type of fiction; it is so deliciously wicked. I will continue to advise ne...
Dear readers, Thank you for taking the time to read my story. All characters are above the age of 18 and any likeness to a real individual you may know is completely coincidental. This is simply a work of fiction and fantasy and is simply meant as a form of entertainment. Please feel free to leave comments and constructive criticism. Enjoy and on with the s...