(Hey all, we're almost up to 100 stores on lit! For number 100 I'm dropping something BIG and then I'll be going on a long sabbatical. In the meantime, enjoy the rest of God of Whores!) It was a strain, but Pericles kept his word. He'd done so much fucking to train and then fucked the elites so damned hard that it was much more challenging than he thought i...
The world in which this story is based and the terminology used is the intellectual property of Bethesda, this is a bit of Elder Scrolls fanfic type fun with a were twist. You can also safely assume that anyone doing anything 'untoward' is of legal age...ect. Now that that's out of the way...enjoy! Oh, and comments of all creeds and colors are seriously lik...
This chapter is not meant to stand alone. Please begin at the first chapter to fully appreciate this tale. Friday, November 9 I was lying on my back with my arms stretched out to either side with a blond snuggled into my neck on the right and a warm redhead on my left. Carol had just begun to nibble on my ear lobe when Veronica's hand slowly began meanderi...
Chapter 1 The Interview Tom Lynch sat quietly, waiting for the detective to begin. The man was studying a report, probably re-familiarizing himself with the known facts. A woman sat beside him, looking across the table at Tom Lynch, but saying nothing. At length, he closed the folder and spoke. "I'm Pavel Janecek, Detective Sergeant, E Division. This is De...
Act Two: Secret Origins Chapter Two: Anything That You Can't Break The gloom of a New Moon twilight settled over long stretches of grassy, undeveloped commercial lots. The elevated highway loomed ahead, but the onramp was nowhere in sight. Dee flipped on the car's high beams, switched off the radio, and drove into the whistling wind, waiting for the other...
I love summer. I hate the heat and the humidity, especially in the City. But I do love the Summer. Dresses get shorter and heels get higher. The variety of heels and skirts that shuffle, hobble and march their way down the streets is amazing. Sure there are the skinny girls that would look good in a potato sack, but those often can't walk in heels. A woman...
I woke up Friday morning around eleven. Josie lay next to me peacefully sleeping. The more I looked at her the more I thought of her as an angel. With the urgent need to pee and to get something to drink I reluctantly left the bed. After taking care of my morning pee hard on I went to the kitchen to make some coffee. I sat at the counter and drank my coffe...
***We're back to the other side of the planet for a little bit. Dakhete is trying to raise a dead capital out of the dust and she'd really prefer that it be populated by more than the shades of the dead. There's a scene in this that's something of a meeting. You'll know it when you get there, but ... if you're familiar with the works of the late Frank Frazet...
***I'm hitting the pause button to back time up a few weeks as we look elsewhere for a little while. Don't worry, this is not far from the mountain where the others live. I also need to explain a couple of things. To me, the fact that I have to explain outside of a story is an indication of failure as a writer, but I'd rather do this than leave readers in t...
I felt myself becoming restless underneath the covers. It was late Wednesday morning, and I had my duvet pulled over my head to block out the god-awful light. Yesterday had seen the mass exodus of students and faculty for the Thanksgiving holiday, and I now had the entire dorm to myself. It wasn't just Evens Hall either, as far as I knew, I was the only hold...