The King's Spider: Gentleman in the Forest The sun beat down into the forest through the clouds that were hanging in the sky. Felicity King walked through the forest on the beaten path, at least for now. She had finally managed to get a three day weekend from her job at a call center, dealing day after day with the same inane customer service complaints fro...
It was with some trepidation that I approached the place. A casual observer, on seeing me tentatively push through the doors, might have thought that I had no business there, or that I wasn't a customer, and may have instead assumed that I was going there merely to repair a vending machine or a cash register. Still, needs must, and I had to start somewhere....
Mrs. Jackson sighed heavily, her chest heaving as she drove towards the Oak Park Mall. The beautiful wife glanced over at her old neighbor Phil Dorman who was sunk in the passenger seat, wearing his baggy cargo shorts and a black t-shirt. His yellow toenails stuck out grotesquely in his worn sandals. Cringing, Katie turned her attention back to the road. The...
A favorite author of mine, HeyAll, wrote a story called "Held Together With Mom" using the theme of a son and mother posing nude for an art class. I liked it and suggested in the comments section that we all thank him by writing a story using the theme -- nude artist model. Here is my effort. Be sure to check out HeyAll's work. All characters are eighteen a...
All characters are 18 years or older. Someone suggested I introduce a strong villain into the storyline and so I have. I hope you enjoy. Feel free to vote, comment and offer suggestions. Repercussions: I looked out over the city of Miami from the balcony of the hotel room. The sun had long set and the innumerable lights shone brightly over the concrete sk...
This is a celebration of one particular Santa Barbara courtesan. This is a paean to Megan. A whore. A courtesan of the highest order...and a description of an encounter with her and her mouth. There are scores of whores here in Santa Barbara. I believe we possess, within our tony borders, some of the greatest whores in the world. Whores are divided into...
Here is the next installment. Sorry it took me some time to put it together, but life kept interrupting. Warning: If you expect good dialog, flawless grammar and a non-stereotyped story this is not a story for you. But I think you'll already know this if you have been reading the rest of the story. Chapter 15: Settling in at school The next morning I wok...
Kate and Rick left the driveway saying goodbye to Maria Baez, Jackie Curatola, Hayley Shipton, Joan Watson, Sherlock Holmes, Lanie Parish and Victoria Gates. They all had to head back to the city early. They were needed to be back in time for work tomorrow. Kate had something special planned after brunch out by the pool. They made their way out to the pool...
Author's note: As with Part 1 of this story, there are a few Australianisms and other minor references to popular culture, particularly music genres, bands, and a couple of local festivals, which may not be entirely clear as to their meaning. I've tried to explain some as naturally as possible in the text. However, I'll briefly mention a few closely related...
This is Part Three of a four-part story. When he awoke in the morning, he was alone. Indirect light was streaming through the room's massive northwest window and from it he could see the tops of the dense, dry Santa Monica Mountains rising to meet the morning sky. He wanted to use the bathroom, but when he peeled back the bedcovers, he realized he was naked...