It was a casual, giggly remark that set the ball rolling I think. A silly, throw-away sentence that must have stuck in my subconscious mind that sunny afternoon as I lay in the back garden, soaking up the rays of the all too absent sun and reading my girlie magazine. Pondering whether to try a new nail varnish that was supposed to never chip, I heard a sque...
They walked through the woods with a comfortable ease, their arms lightly around each other, belying the reality that they had only met that morning. Despite that, they knew each other better than if they'd had a year's worth of vanilla dates, and their knowledge of each other was so much more intimate than that of "normal" couples. The brushing of arms agai...
"The Revolution needs to be sexy," I look up. Aleela is sitting in the corner, cross legged and straight backed, perched upon the couch but not leaning against it. "Pardon?" I continued moving chairs, trying to estimate the optimal number and layout for the upcoming meeting. Best to be slightly short on chairs, so that the room feels full, but not so sho...
"Under pressure," Thomas "T.J." Julien said to himself as he walked into the office of Stephen Docker, smug-faced scheduling manager for Secure Task, the security company he happened to work for. The bozo knows I live in Vanier and he sends my Black ass out to Kanata, an hour and a half away by bus, T.J. grumbled, and he rubbed his hands. He honestly wanted...
Fitting, perhaps deserved, that I would walk into my empty apartment. Dreading another cold sterile night. My panacea, scotch and wine to sooth my physical and mental aches. My emotional longings, well those, those will remain open wounds. Even as I approach my door I can feel the coldness emanating into the hallway. Nobody would mistake it for anything else...
She lay in the darkness waiting and listening for that sounds, the sound of the knob turning. He wasn't here and she hated it when he wasn't. It was hard to sleep and hard to imagine him not touching her, not making her moan and beg till she couldn't beg anymore. It was how she went to sleep, how she'd gone to sleep for years. She knew his flight landed at m...
Enchanted Twelve: Mandy and Millay Ch. 3 By Deathlynx Prince Beryl virtually cowered in the corner of the clearing. It wasn't that he was truly afraid of prince Jerov, simply that it was much easier to deal with the smaller man's temper by simply avoiding it. Too often, the target of man's rage became a person who crossed his path rather than the one who ca...
I Derwent Dashwood, 23th Baron le Despencer by line, retired Adjutant General, ranking member of Brooks Gentleman's Club and undisputed High Priest of the latest reincarnation of the Hellfire Club raise my arms and am unquestioningly awarded silence. Surveying the half-moon gathering of now naked acolytes it is difficult to remember that but a few minutes ag...
We made it to the final installment of Cherry! You may want to read the other two first... I am working on a few more. Finding time is difficult, but I really like sharing my dirty thoughts with you all! Of course this story has no person under the age of eighteen. Thanks for the comments, I like the bad ones the best... makes me happy that I made you sick!...
Author's Note: This is part 3 of a series. ******* SPIDER-MAN As I follow Johnny back to Reed's lab, I think back on the first time I came up here. I have a lot of fond memories of the Baxter Building, but that one always makes me chuckle. I was hurting for money and my reputation was in tatters. I decided to join the FF as a way to remedy both problems....