I returned to my home town a vastly different person to the one that left it. Probably the only people who were pleased to see me were my immediate family, the rest of the town hated my guts. When I left here I took the best looking and most popular girl with me. She returned without me, in a box, and I was blamed for that. I pulled my specially designed ca...
Disclaimer: I do not own Agents of SHIELD or Avengers: Age of Ultron or anything to do with Marvel. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ***** Wanda Maximoff barely had a chance to settle into her new home before there was a knock at the door, which caused her to frown suspiciously. She could only sense one person outside, but there was...
*** Disclaimer for whiners: You don't have to go into the story. Just give me your 1 star, have your little whiner rant, and go read something else. That's what the disclaimer is intended for, kind of like that sign at the rollercoaster - You must be this tall to go on this ride. As it happens, this story does fall into the LW category more than anything els...
Chapter 5 Perchance to Dream "Amber Michelle Willenberg! Are you going to sleep your entire birthday away?" Amber rolled her head to look at her mother's face as it peeked through the door to her bedroom. Amber was comfortable under her covers and didn't want to leave the warmth of the down contained in her quilt to subject herself to the cool air of her...
Authors Note: This story has been posted in "Romance" because I consider that to be the primary theme. However, it contains several lesbian scenes and some voyeurism. If those things turn you off, I suggest you not read further. Thanks. -cw ***** I had fielded variations of the proposition countless times. Unfortunately, it seemed to be a pervasive myth th...
Chapter One: The top girl in school. Jay was laying in bed with his Aunt one day, after a heavy fuck session, when she suddenly asked him about his girlfriend. “Oh, I ain't seen her in a while. You know, with school and all you horny housewives, I hardly have time for her.” “Do you love her? Does she fuck you good?” “She's alright. But she doesn't even c...
Not exactly what Orwell had in mind, thought Blaise. He thought he'd been forced to read it for a literature class at Swarthmore. He'd suspected the professor was some kind of communist intellectual. He didn't remember much of the book, but unless it had been about swim-up bars and off-pink stucco, it had missed the mark, at least from where he stood, whi...
After taking their nap Helen and Nate decided they should go out to lunch. It was a little argument over where to go though. Nate wanted to go to one of the restaurants his parents donated money to all the time. Helen wanted to go to an inexpensive diner by her mom's real estate office. To solve this problem they played a quick game of rock paper scissors. T...
Ok, so this is turning into a series... If you've come to this before reading parts 1 and 2, it won't make much sense (and FYI, I'm not planning on there being more than a couple more chapters after this one). For those of you returning, I hope you enjoy Rob and Elizabeth's burgeoning relationship. Anyone in this story participating in sexual activities i...
This is the first installment of a seven chapter series. Many thanks to GaiusPetronius, my faithful and diligent editor. Chapter 1 "And so you see, notions such as love or fear or depression are really just outmoded ways of describing specific synaptic activity -- activity which we are approaching the point of being able to stimulate and activate almost at...