This is Part Two of a two-part story. I realize now that the timing of that phone call was something, not just fortuitous, but providential, perhaps the divine intervention that had eluded me previously. I know that sounds pompous and self-indulgent, but after what Luna had said to me last evening about how others in the office perceived me, I knew my per...
Chapter 16 – Truth and Reconciliation Liana could feel a dull throbbing in her head as the fog gradually lifted. She rubbed her eyes as she propped herself up on her elbow, letting the spinning in her head gradually stabilize as she looked around the room. The first thing she noticed, since it was difficult to miss, was Jacen lying behind her, his stiff pen...
PART 1: The Will *** The feminine ass in my hands was absolutely perfect. The hips flared prettily around perfectly-shaped tight globes. The skin was milky white and unblemished save for the red blush where my hand had been spanking her. She yelped when I spanked her again, half-surprise in her voiced mixed with lustful excitement. And then she moaned ero...
*** The following is a sequel of sorts to "John Billionaire". Familiarity with "Billionaire" and its characters will greatly enhance the reading experience of this story, although it is not a requirement. *** -- PROLOGUE -- *** It was just an ordinary day when I first saw her. I stopped off at my usual little smoothie shop on the way into the office. O...
PART 3: The Hermit *** Everything was calm in my home when I came through the door. Edward greeted me and Dorothy asked if I would like anything. I waved them both off with curt nods. They took the hint and melted into the background. Setting my jaw, I strode directly for my private quarters. Taylor was still awake and curled up in my bed, sort of half ga...
Ash Bannon walked along the perimeter of the college grounds as he made his way to class. He cut through the parking lot and was conscious of the woman approaching him. She was a pretty woman with long, dark hair and smoky features. He guessed her age to be upper-thirties and her measurements to be 38-28-48. She was wide-hipped, but he didn't mind that in a...
I want to thank readers for comments, both public and private, kind and unkind, regarding my writing. I also want to thank the authors here for their stories and feedback to teach me new ideas and forms on how to get things out of my head. Finally, I want to thank James Blackshaw, whose music was an inspiration while I wrote this. Some of his album titles be...
Chapter 21 -- Changes In The Wind Friday, after work, Dave, JR, and Nikky again drove to the engineering building on the university campus and picked up Tatiana. She was waiting outside on a bench for them with a large smile on her face. She'd now spent almost five complete days with Professor Stephen Reagan talking about robotics -- sharing her own researc...
My old man mind can't remember where I'd heard it before, oh not the phrase itself everyone's heard that! I'd heard that it was a kind of writer's joke. That phrase, 'it was a dark and stormy night'. It's a juvenile way newbie writers used thousands of times to try and build tension or suspense at the first part of a book or story. Much like the rusty hinges...
Neil found himself struggling to sleep. He was tossing and turning, unable to find a position where he felt comfortable. It mostly had to do with him being in the middle of the king-sized mattress. It felt odd not to have the edge to his right even though he was rarely near it when he slept. It was like being a land-locked country with no coastline to speak...