AUTHOR'S NOTE: This is NOT an erotic story. *** Catriona Hamsun blinks and screws her eyes tight. Chrissake. It's morning, maybe even afternoon, and the sun is shining through a broken pane of glass up there in the roof - right into her eyes, a Gestapo desk-lamp. She should feel good about this. Isn't sunlight supposed to cheer you up? Catriona is fairly...
Three young women in their early twenties, shared a four-bedroom house with its owner, a man. William was tall and slim, he looked like he was in his mid-forties, and had short grey hair and blue eyes. Abby was short and curvaceous, with dyed blonde hair and blue eyes. Beatrice was of average height and pear shaped, with brown hair and brown eyes. Charlott...
Sheriff Jacob Creech might been born in the dark, but it wasn't last night. Days without a rape were something he cherished at this point but he knew that day two weeks ago that Angela was just in a better position to deny it then most. Truth is, he had just breathed a real sigh of relief when he saw Angela walking bow legged the next day. That by itself wo...
Synopsis What starts as a magazine interview ends in a life changing experience. When Irene is discomfited by questions, her replies are not always the ones most desired. Comment For readers with a little less time than is needed to read a novel here is a try of mine at a short story. It sort of fits with the rest of the world that I have written about in...
The Fourth Session. Sometimes I fucking hate my friends. My throat is as dry as a bone, my stomach is in knots, my head is pounding and for the moment, I harbour an unusual hatred for sunshine. I have to drag myself out of bed just to make it to the bathroom for an aspirin, a glass of water and a hot shower. My headache fades quickly enough and the shower...
The world of Arcalund is a magical and enchanting land filled to the brim with majestic kingdoms, monster-infested dark forests, and the children of this lush land are thrilled by the endless exploits of legends and heroes. Of these legends, one rings of particular importance. The great line of Goldmorrow had consistently spawned celebrated and valorous...
In the past I'd been repressed, then liberated. Now I was jaded. Trying to get a sexual response out of my body was exhausting. Like an imbecile hammering on a piano, I had the stamina, the objective—to come—but I could not bring forth a melody. Day after day I tried. I needed to. It was summer, as sultry as London gets, and I had just got in from work. Fee...
I open the door and she's standing there with a red rose and a bottle of something expensive. "Hey." she says calmly. "How about it?" "Good morning," I say. What else can I say? It's 9am. It's Sunday. It's six months and nine days since the last time she said that. How has she got here? I suppose it doesn't matter now. We stand looking at each other and I...
Evening had finally set in and I was right back at Saturn's Moon, delivering the bad news to Sadie. I didn't want to tell her but I did say I'd keep her up to date on the situation. As usual the place was packed, but tonight Sadie was in a different kind of mood on stage. She wasn't the show stopping queen of excitement like she was the other night. Tonight,...
Deep inside Vesuvius, Archimedes smiled in complete bliss as his body spasmed once again. Under the soothing pulsing ministrations of the milk of Cerberus teasing his cock the poor denied and frustrated boy Genius was able to obtain a slight modicum of relief as he exhaled deeply. Although still locked in his "spirit cage", Hephaestus had helped out immensel...