My name is Charles Porterhouse. I was born in Rochester, Kent, in 1834 and I am now 28 years of age. I am five feet eleven inches tall, with sandy curled hair, stocky but not fat, and generally considered moderately attractive to the fairer sex. I was a lawyer, a junior partner in the prestigious practice of Noble, Shields & Winfield. Due to a combination of...
To fully understand what is happening here, I suggest you first read "Houston Ch. 01: The Problem" and "Houston Ch. 02: The Intervention." Oscar and the events surrounding the death of First Lady Elizabeth Skaggs were written about in "Revenge in Advance - Mona." Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories. F...
Note: English is not my first language so I hope there aren't many stylistic or grammatical errors. Meeting his "aunt" went great. It was already a week since Anri first arrived in The House of the Scarlet Rose, but it only felt like yesterday since their first encounter. Jarill lead him to her mother's office, then quickly excused herself and retreated, l...
****************************************** A Romantic FanFic of the Crime Fighting Duo ****************************************** Author's Note As I was cleaning out a folder of old story ideas, I found this one. A guy I had worked with, a half-dozen jobs or so ago, was a real Batman fanatic. Long before the movies came out. He belonged to one of the ear...
Anya spent the next few days in a very satisfied state of bliss. Her shifts at work had seemed to fly by. Her young patients had been time consuming and she had enjoyed the other nurses she had worked with. Several of her work friends had commented on her new "jewelry" and Anya had just quietly smiled and said that she'd needed to do something for herself. T...
Devon Curtis seemed to have it all. The 18-year-old high school senior was the star running back of the varsity football team and had his pick of college scholarships. Pretty much any girl in school was his for the taking too, at least in his experience - any he had wanted had quickly been added to his list of conquests. And yet, it wasn't enough. Having gr...
Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains "Did you enjoy your moonlight canoe ride last night?" Gloria asked when Kay came out for breakfast the next morning. Kay nodded and smiled. "It was marvelous, just like Frankie said it would be," she replied. She found it amazing that deceiving her friend seemed to get easier and easier every day. "I nev...
This is an evolving story of Sara's sensual investigation. Please review the first phases of her story. . . ***** When I got home after dinner at Cynthia's home I had a chance to consider her statement about the wedding. I recalled that we had spent quite a bit of time together that weekend and that I had made some pictures and video of the evening party....
Maggie lay on her stomach, each breath sounding like a rushing wind in the silence of her bedroom. Would it happen again tonight? Had she concocted last nights adventure from a glass of wine, a wish, and a videotape? For some reason she had pulled on the mall-store copy of a Victorian dressing gown a former lover had presented her for Valentine's day. It wa...
It was 7 AM on his bright suburban street and he was Naked. All 7 inches of his manhood hanging out for all the suburb to see. Mrs. Jane had asked him to come like that. He had started doing some odd jobs for her, mowing, painting, pool work. Mrs. Jane, Deborah, had often made "off hand" remarks about not being embarrassed to take off his shrit if he got too...