She Was Always Daddy's Girl "Kath, does Lydia ever say much about me?" That was the question which kicked everything off and although I had no idea at the time was to lead to a lot more than I could ever have envisaged. I had to think for a few moments. We were watching some old snippets from Morecambe and Wise shows and obviously even though I was finding...
The next day dawned with high cloud, through which the Sun would break frequently, it was warm, and Mary considered that it would stay this way all day. Abby had considered going over to the West Somerset Railway again, but Sam's words last night had given her a lot to think about, and after breakfast her footsteps, as if with a mind of their own, took her t...
Abby had seen the valley for the first time in late March, when the weather could only suggest a vision of the summer to come, and the foliage was just a clue to the verdant picture of the valley in high summer. Now in early July, those promises were fulfilled. The trees of Huish Coppice swayed gently to a slight warm breeze, and raised and let fall their le...
It was the middle of the afternoon and Jacob was pissed. The unrelenting sun beat down on his head and the moisture laden air made every breath a displeasing chore. His muscled torso was covered with beads of sweat that glistened on his dark skin and the hair on his chest and belly lay plastered against him. It was a typical summer day in the small town of R...
His fingers gripped the arms of his chair tightly. He couldn't hear the activity of the people outside his door. He couldn't see the sunshine pouring in through his office window. All his attention was focused on the full figured, young blonde kneeling on the floor in front of him. Her small hand had released his throbbing cock from the confines of his pants...
"Ginger Snap" All was peaceful on a Monday afternoon. Charles saw Hillary that day before one. She had on something casual, an unusual look for her. Her top was a blue striped tee with a gold chain belt. She had hug tight jeans with an anchor at the back pocket. And she had red sneakers. "Well, Hillary, is it casual day at your office?" "If you are referr...
This has been a fun little fantasy to write ('Fantasy' being the operative word, since that's all it is). And since I do listen to my readers, I've followed up with a few of your suggestions for this raunchy little tale. Hope you enjoy this one, too... ***** Bone tired, I'd just got home, had a shower and flopped into bed, reliving in my head the wild da...
A 750 word story, a standalone continuation of "One Shoe Gumshoe" when Mary and Edgar meet again after seven months apart. You only need to know that the setting is war-torn London in 1941 and film star Mary, stage name Marcia, is a virgin who married her gay late husband to protect each other from the loose morals of the 1930s movie stars, has fallen in lov...
Late the next afternoon, Tony met with Barely to set things up for that evening's session at Crazy's place. "You know," Barely said, "I came across something last night when I was editing the tapes." "What was that?" Tony asked. "It's best I show you, then you tell me if you want it back in. It was me, I'd keep it out. I just don't feel comfortable with...
*** Introduction: This story is vaguely tied to the mythology and characters of the sci-fi show Doctor Who. All trademarks, etc. relating to Doctor Who are the property of the BBC. The characters and events within it are entirely original creations. It is simply an offshoot of that established universe. *** *** *** Lady Justice: A Time Lady Reborn, Pa...