He wore a watch to cover the scar. Because watches were forbidden on the left hand, he had to wear long sleeves as well. Should a sleeve ride up, say on a crowded subway or during a window day, one could overlook a wrong-handed watch wearer if they weren't explicitly looking.After five years on the run, only those on the payroll were likely to spot his decei...
Heath had only been seeing Lorraine for 3 weeks now. Something about her demeanor excited him. She seemed to have some sort of hypnotic control over him. Whenever he looked into her eyes he felt like she was peering inside his very soul, like she new his every whim and kink. He found he had to avert his gaze most times as they were just too piercing for his...
Copyright Oggbashan December 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. Part One is 'Brigit'; Part Two is 'Brigit Too'; Part Three is '...
I stood in the door in shock, staring at Trent and he looked back at me just as stunned. "What are you...?" The bedroom door opened and a man in a white uniform came out. "Oh good, you have arrived." He said looking back and forth between Trent and me. "My name is Paul and I am your concierge. I am at the disposal of you and your wife during your voyage....
This chapter was co-written by De'sare, an author who not only has a deep knowledge of the Marvel universe and characters, but is very prolific and skilled as well. It was an honor to work with such a talented writer; I believe he matches the great Stormbringer's storytelling, and I strongly recommend reading his work. *** Mary Jane was lost in her persona...
It was a nice sunny morning and I had got up feeling very horny. By the time I had showered, my pussy was wet with desire and wanting some action today. I called up Kathy and told her that I was very horny and wanted to meet her early today to have some fun. Kathy told me that she would be free for about an hour and we could meet in the coffee shop of the ma...
Riyarra lay atop a green grassy hill surrounded by wildflowers and warm sunshine. The rich blue sky soared overhead, populated with scattered white clouds. A heavy wind came and went, scattering her long blonde hair into the air. This field was peaceful. Off in the distance tall evergreens grew all around her secluded meadow. She knew this was a dream. Wit...
Chapter 9 Steve drove at dangerously fast speeds, trying to get to the smugglers den before something happened to April. It was a winding road, with lots of tight curves. However, even as hard as he drove it was close to four o'clock in the morning when he finally arrived at, what the GPS told him was the smugglers location. When the GPS told him that he wa...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** The More the Merrier Coutzy looked up at the kno...
Chapter One Hundred Seventy-Three: Sailing Away The morning came too soon, and found us standing on the Highever docks, waiting for a tender to ferry us out to the boat Fergus had booked. As I understood it, the ship was some sort of massive, ocean-going vessel usually used more for hauling cargo than guests, although we'd been assured that Alistair and I,...