Chapter Seven: Tradecraft Cassie Rode back across the border to Mexicali and let Diego call in some Cartel guys to pick him up. "Those fucking Devil Dogs Cassie! Why would they do that?" he was angry but also confused. "That fucking Miguel Rodriguez was obviously a rat. Did you see him waving at those Feebee fucks!" Cassie spat. "I thought he was going f...
June 2020 So how has everyone's quarantine been? Fun? Productive? Anxiety-inducing? Yeah that sounds about right. I myself have been trying to keep busy. One of the many projects that I have on my list at the Lodge (which I wrote in the early days when I first inherited the house and have been slowly working my way through ever since) was to finally go down...
Natalie dressed simply when she came to my apartment for the shoot. Her curly blonde hair tumbled low, past her shoulder blades. A plain black t-shirt hugged her lithe frame. Blue jeans, sandals. She left her toes unpainted, but she'd got a French pedicure at my request. She was nervous and it showed. Natalie, usually bubbly and loud, barely murmured a "hi...
Chapter 25 -- The Lady of Chaos, the Demon Web Pits and Memories Best Forgotten Natalie bled from her fingers and toes where her nails had been pulled out and she whimpered and cried and gave another scream when Talshal walked to her with a whip in her hand. As the priestess raised her hand Natalie closed her eyes to await the blow but it never came and she...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This submission is Part 2 of a short series about a young art teacher coming out of her sexual comfort zone. Reading Part 1 first is highly recommended. There is a little reluctance involved but mostly deals with what I like...
Chapter 10 - Personal Negotiations and the Morning After. Natalie stood on the quarterdeck, wiped her eyes, and ignored the helmsman as he steered the ship and glanced her way from time to time. It was after sunset and the sky was clear and the elf looked up at the stars. Back home she could name every constellation and just by the stars know what direction...
NEED TO TALK, the note said. MEET ME IN THE BOY'S WASHROOM BY THE GYM. FIRST PERIOD. The note was written on an index card, and taped to the inside of Natalie Junswick's locker. At the bottom of the index card, Mr. Randle had signed his name. Natalie hadn't seen Mr. Randle in weeks, since an unfortunate incident at her house; inside Natalie's bedroom. The...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This submission is the Part 4 finale of a short series about a young art teacher coming out of her sexual comfort zone. Reading Parts 1, 2, and 3 first is highly recommended. There is a little reluctance involved but mostly d...
The day had started off like any other for Natalie. She got up and took a shower, went back to her room, masturbated and then put on her clothes. She was now in a cab on her way to the today show. Being a star was not easy with all the traveling and public appearances. She couldn't even go to the beach without some Paparazzi photographer snapping pictures of...
Chapter 15 - New Living Situation and Romance Renewed The companions moved to the new inn in Waukeen's Promenade, The Seven Vales, by midmorning. The rooms were spacious and extremely clean and well-kept and the suite for Natalie, Rain, and Christie was large with a sitting area and the three sleeping rooms. They were actually surprised by the inn. How nic...