The concept of genetic engineering is one that continues to unnecessarily frighten people. Personally, I don't know what the fuss is about. What kind of person in his or her right mind wouldn't actively strive for self-improvement? Only a total loser wouldn't. All of us try to do it in some way. We strive to achieve things. Make more money. Buy new cars. Mov...
As Sabah reached orgasm, she clenched her thighs together. It was her habit, she always did it. The motion pressed her fingers against her clitoris, making the sensation on the little organ all the more intense, and allowing her to feel, its throbbing; she believed the clenched thighs increased her vulva's contractions too. She threw her head back, and let o...
The following story is part of a challenge involving the demise of a digit. It is meant to be a spoof, which means it's supposed to be ridiculous so if you're not looking for humor then get the hell out of this category. There is no sex, none. Yet. Its just ridiculous writing meant to amuse the twisted of minds. Please feel free to be an idiot somewhere else...
There's no sex in this story. Just a flash with a bit of humor. ***** I was in our dining room, which we never used, preferring the comfort and intimacy of our kitchen table. Well, we used to anyway. I'd set our desktop up there, the ornate table giving me lots of room to organize things. I was a bit of a neat freak, I'm afraid, And I really liked the ambi...
For New Years you've flown out to Portland and I pick you up at the Airport and head to Mt Hood in my 4WD SUV. As we head out of the city you marvel at the mountains and the millions of evergreen trees. As we begin our ascent it starts snowing which makes you nervous. I tell you to relax; I've driven in snow hundreds of times. We drive about an hour and we...
Major Tremaine arrived early at the Indian camp. Langlade was there to meet him. "I see you didn't overload yourself. I'm impressed," he said. The Major nodded. He had not worn his bright scarlet uniform coat. Instead he had on a brown sleeveless waistcoat and his shirt and breeches though white had faded to a light gray. Not something you normally saw a B...
I have been personally involved with the aftermath of esophageal surgery and the drainage therapy for healing esophageal damage - it remains medically essential that the patient not speak, whisper, swallow, cough or strain this delicate tissue in any way - for patients with 'wandering hands' the restraints described are prescribed - for vaginal damage, as ex...
This is the sequel to "Dear Mother". I had a lot of readers request a follow up and for a while I was reluctant. I needed a storyline and a dose of motivation. I hope this meets your expectations. It isn't necessary to read the original story to understand what's going on in this one, but it will help you fill in the gaps. My thanks to Jayt444 for his editin...
Hi Here is chapter two, hope you enjoy it. Thanks to Daddy's Beauty for her invaluable help with the plot and editing. Chapter 02: Suppertime Tim: I woke with a start. When Kev had taken the woman to the bedroom I had turned off the light and laid down on the lounge. I was supposed to keep watch through the window, but I must have fallen asleep. The...
Cast Main Cast of Characters Scott Stevens..........Young 24 year old Mechanical Engineer /Lottery winner Makala Jones.........One of the 18 year old twins helped with payment at Pizza Hut Makenz Jones..........The other 18 year old twin (Identical twins) Lance Stevens..........Scott's younger brother Betty Stevens...........Lance's wife Betsy Mullen....