It was the end of the month of May, a Wednesday, about 6:30, on the metro. It's extremely uncomfortable to take the metro then, because of the enormous crowds in all the cars--pressed against each other, sometimes in direct contact with people who are less than clean... I had no courses that afternoon and I had gone to Paris to shop in the big stores. Comi...
The following story has been written as a reader request, this is a fictionalized telling of true events. This is a multi-part story and is nearing its end. My thanks go to my friend Fabio for the inspiration. This story is the fourth reader request I have done. If you enjoy it, feel free to contact me with a story idea, and maybe I can write something from...
"Welcome". A butler said as he opened the door. At least, I think he was a butler. He was well dressed and holding a tray of fruit in one hand while opening the door with the other. It had taken months to enter this door. I looked over at my wife, Lisa. She was gorgeous wearing a tight fitting silver sequined dress, low cut in the back revealing her smooth...
Gareth slipped out of the room, tugging the door shut after him gently as not to startle the baby. His face was grave with the task at hand, sharp blue eyes almost glowing in the dim unsteady candlelight of the hallway. At his right side, a man cleared his throat quietly as to make himself known before the intense looking man ran him over in his charge to hi...
(continued from Giant : (chapter 1)) "He hasn't finished," said one of the elders. Some close by agreed with him. "We must act, to save the girl," said another. "She will not take much more, nor should she." "What shall we do then?" "Talk to him!" said one mature elder. "He has been a good master to us this giant. He can see reason. I have lived long eno...
Author's Note: I am not eligible to win this contest--just entered it for fun. I do hope you enjoy this entry and I welcome feedback. -SK -------- I love men. I love the way they move—their straight, tall spines and the way their eyes check out the perimeters of any new room they enter. I love the way they will protect anything smaller and more vulnerable...
Batgirl knelt on the roof of a row of shops and watched the Plaza of Olympus in Caesars' Palace Forum. Occasionally she glanced up at the actual roof above her. It was more than a little odd for a Gotham girl to be on a false roof under a real one, but the shopping centers on the Strip were designed that way. Once she was on the false roof Batgirl knew she...
Mike wondered what he had gotten himself into. He knew what would be required of him if he wanted to join their group. Simply put he was there for the pleasure of the three men and the woman sitting on the sofa. He also knew this was a one time thing and that if anyone else joined he'd get his turn to receive pleasure and not have to worry about giving. As...
Barrett fidgeted then stood up from the bench and began to pace around the crowded platform occasionally glancing down the subway tracks while anxiously waiting for the next train to arrive. In another part of the city, Barrett's girl friend Abbey, sat in the back booth of a café sipping on a cup of coffee and nibbling on a hot apple pie while waiting for...
Everyone in this story is of the legal age limit. This story is pure fantasy and in no way a true representation of real life. It is not intended to offend, though it might. Please remember: It's all fantasy! Any and all feedback is much welcomed; please feel free to e-mail me any thoughts you may have. *** Karl went into his house and was greeted by his t...