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The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purpose...
One month before my thirtieth birthday I thought my life was over. As any other female who's worn my shoes can tell you, being single, recently divorced, and childless is a recipe for clinical depression in any woman about to celebrate their third decade of life. I began thinking about terrifying concepts like biological clocks, online dating, and battery op...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
All of the characters in this story are fictional, and are at least 18 at the time of the story. As always, I appreciate your comments and suggestions, but nasty or abusive comments will be deleted. If you enjoy this story, please vote for it at the end. ***** It had been a nasty separation and an even nastier divorce, but Angela had ended up with custod...
This is the second in a series of stories following Ed and his adventures as a door-to-door salesman. You don't need to have read chapter one but you might as well! I hope you enjoy them and please do leave me feedback – it's always welcome. All rights reserved, (c) Northern_One, 2013. The Canadian had an apartment only a block away from where the street...
Prologue The stealth ship approached Earth in a weird orbit, first hiding behind the moon and then, after careful analysis of its collected data, in the tiny, constantly moving shade behind a group of geo-stationary satellites where no radar would be able to detect it. Once inside the geo-stationary layer it drifted among the debris, slowly descending witho...
I lay cuddled against Ryan's warm body as the beginnings of morning light streamed in through the blinds. The light fell across my nephew's broad hard chest and I was able to appreciate with my eyes what I had appreciated with my hands and lips all night. Laying against Ryan after we'd fucked (well..not quite) last night, I had fallen into a deep restful sl...
I pinched the bridge of my nose trying to relieve the pain and stress of a major headache as the last kid got off the bus. The laughing and screaming faded into the distance and I took in a deep breath of fresh air that the open door allowed and let it out very slowly. I opened my eyes, reached for the lever that would close the door when I noticed 'her'. Sh...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...