This picks up from previous story... Liz and I made our way back down the beach to Club Orient where we had left our things with new friends Helen and John. We had spent most of the afternoon with the folks who were our parent's age and even joined them for a nude walk the entire length of Orient Beach. Knocking on the door of their bungalow, we were invit...
This is module one, chapter six. This is going to be a novella of sorts. The intent is to have 4 modules total covering different times in our main characters life. While it is feasible to read any of these independently, this is a carryover story, so reading them in order is beneficial. Module one, our main character, Katherine "Kat", is a senior in high...
PS: as usual from my lawyer: names, places, incidents are all fictional and used for entertainment purposes only. Any similarity is purely coincidental and unintended ... blah blah blah, enjoy the show folks! ******************** "Fuck, Fuck, FUCK!" Adam thought franticly as he hid behind a pallet of tile clutching the department phone to his chest. The ba...
Hey all, this is a little one-shot with the lovey Justine-not my creation, though you've seen her by her creator's request before in The Operative Part IV. And yes, yes, it's a fan's request for some pretty serious wish-fulfillment...but hey, everyone wants their wishes fulfilled from time-to-time, right? I've got lots of stuff in the works, but I'm trying...
Chapter 4 "So, how does this all work then?" Jake asked with a wide yawn, morning had come and when he woke up he was back to human again, Rachel laying on his chest still, awake already and looking at him. After they had that small nap they had mated again, but only quickly, since Jake could have changed back at anytime to human and Rachel had wanted more...
There is no sex this story. More character background is provided in the stories Pancakes and The Arena. * The leaves gave and occasional crackle or crunching sounds under their feet; it was late fall and the forest floor was blanket with the fallen dried leaves and the occasional patch of white left over from an early snow. Moving silently through a fore...
The front cover of The Metro newspaper had not seemed to change in months; credit crisis, everything crises, we are all fucked, big time. Well, it had never used the phrase 'we are all fucked, big time' but it might as well have, because everyone on the underground train had a feeling that the commute into the financial capital of the world would never quite...
I wake up in the morning to the sounds of fucking coming from the other room. I get up and walk out of the bedroom to find you getting fucked on the dining room table. "Morning lover, we came out here so we wouldn't disturb you." "You can disturb me for that anytime slut." "I'm fucking the slut before I have to go to work. I'm also going to be finish...
Chapter One "Our last order for today: Table number 4- One Salmon Carpaccio, two Vongole, one Fillet Mignon. Table number 28- One Acquacotta, one Pollo Alla Cacciatora, two of today's specials," "Yes Chef!" was the resounding answer. Chef Lodi lifted his gaze from the last two order slips to take a look at his kitchen. Right at the back of the kitchen, bu...
"Damn, damn, damn. Computer give me results of damage on the 'squirt drive'." 'Squirt drive locked in drive mode and at full power. Attempting to cut power to drive to release controls and return to normal space.' I had just hit execute on a jump when a ship coming out of jump slams into me and throws everything upside down. Now here I am travelling at 10...