Greetings, friends. This is a contest entry. As the story unfolds, you will find a dash of exhibitionism, a smattering of BDSM, a dollop of group sex, a hint of incest, and more than a few erotic encounters. It is also a dramatic tale of crime and intrigue. I hope that something in there tickles your fancy, because I need to win that big 5 vote from you. Rea...
Part One Miranda Holmes locked the door of her small grey Ford car, straightened her grey skirt and checked her grey jacket in the reflection in the glass of the car door before she turned and walked up the short cracked and broken concrete pathway to the fading peeling blue painted door of Number Three, Alderman Lucas Drive, a boring ordinary Council house...
She couldn't remember even having awakened feeling so...delicious. Miranda lay in a generous puddle of sunlight, thinking immediately how nice it was that he'd left the room the way he'd found it. HE. Jackknifing into a sitting position, Miranda looked quickly around the room, noting the wide open curtains; her discarded clothes exactly where she'd left th...
London, England, 1870 CHAPTER ONE "Could I be more miserable?" Miranda thought as she squirmed in the carriage seat. The July heat was oppressive in London and she felt suffocated by the odors of animal and man that the shimmering sunlight loosened from the cobblestones. She turned her head to look out the window so that her parents would not see her grima...
She knocked on the door tentatively. Miranda had only been working at the company for a few weeks, and she hadn't done any outstanding work, so she could only assume she was getting called to the CFO's office because she was in trouble. "Come in," Mathew said, standing looking at the city out the full-length windows that surrounded his corner office. "Ah Mi...
My friend West and I were in the copying room, scaring pictures of our asses on the copiers. I couldn't help with all the laughing and joking and stuff, but to look down and see that my black friend West had an enormous dick. It didn't even look hard but just hung down with a pair of orange sized balls underneath. I wasn't gay or anything. I've just never se...
John Shepard walks through the corridors of his ship. He heads toward Miranda Lawson's office. The doors open and he steps inside. "Shepard, I'm glad you're here, I wanted to thank you again for helping me protect my sister," Miranda says to John. "Anytime Miranda, I always look out for my crew," John replies. Miranda retorts "I can't believe Niket sold m...
Cuando el amor no es locura, no es amor "When love is not madness, it is not love." -Pedro Calderon de Barca Author's Note: What follows is a love story, something that's been rattling around in my head for a while now. Hopefully I've managed to do it justice. If you're looking for a quick fix (and you don't scare easily) I refer you to my 'Jack' series o...
He sat in the foyer with his walking stick between his knees, when a taxi pulled up, and Terry alighted from it. She was dressed in a tailored dark grey trouser suit wearing a black hat with a large brim; her hair must be in a bun under it, thought Robert, her long neck exposed. He rose to greet her, "Well how do I look?" She asked. "Fantastic," replied...
Everybody's got a secret to hide Everyone is slipping backwards I can't remember if I like what I said I can't remember it went straight to my head I kept a bottle by the foot of the bed I put a pillow right on top of my head But I killed for love -The Chromatics "Kill for love." "You've got to be five-finger fucking me!" Grey ran his hand through his hair...