This is a long story, almost 33,000 words. If you don't like long stories, please don't upset yourself by reading the following. The following is a work of fiction. Except for references to well-known historical figures and broad geographic areas (e.g., Pacific Ocean, Mexico) unnamed individuals and locations in this story are a total figment of my imaginat...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. The title of this story comes from 'Rain On The Roof' which is one of my all-time favorite Beatles tunes and can be fou...
Chapter 1: Tuesday Morning, 4AM - Rejection "This is Dorothy Bishop. My daughter, Alaina, caught a stomach bug and won't be attending today. I can be reached at my home number if there are any questions when you get in. Thanks, and have a good day." She clicked the cordless phone off and let it fall to the floor. The phone landed and bounced as her arm fol...
Disclaimer: All right, this story is not real. NOT REAL! Not to be read by anyone under the age of 18/21 yadda yadda yadda! I'd love to hear some feedback as per usual so please feel free to leave me a comment in the comment box at the end of the story! You see those big empty stars down there as well? Did you want to maybe fill them up? We don't want them e...
For those of you that provided feedback, even negative, on the previous two Sprung endings. Thank you. I do appreciate that. Since this one is longer than either of the other two, I'm going to give a very short preview, so no one wastes their time on something they won't enjoy. Having said that, this is NOT a RaaC. While Sarah does have her affair and is pu...
Chapter 3: The Festival Jack felt like his binoculars had become part of his own face. Staring out at the distant shore of land, Jack took in every feature as Task Force 21 hovered just off the coast. Tropical foliage occupied most of his view as did the few waves lapping gently at the shoreline. From their position, he couldn't see any signs of habitatio...
Chapter 14 Two months after Lola began assisting Ned on upgrading Wave Tosser, Auckland Council, the controlling territorial authority for the Auckland Region that included Waiheke Island, approved the subdivision of 6 ha (15 acres) from the Hills' farm for primary use as a vineyard. Lola was hugely excited when reading that notification, knowing that deci...
Author's Notes: Sorry it took so long to get Part three submitted. It turned out to be much longer than I thought. I want to thank people for all the praise that I was given for Parts one and two, and I hope that this lives up to your expectations. Special thanks to my new and first ever editor Yellow Peril, he did a whole lot of work on this story, with...
Hi everyone. I've decided to share this story here. I have grown much since I first wrote it and I feel like this story has run its course as far as being held for purchase. This, as well as the second volume might be the last stories I publish here and any other work can be found under my penname SC Edward. STI was previously published under the title "Cath...
A young grad student takes a photography job for a mysterious club and quickly finds himself trapped in the gray areas between love, lust, fantasy, and reality. --- "From timber so crooked as that from which man is carved, nothing entirely straight can be made." Immanuel Kant --- 1 The newspaper strewn out in front of me, I sat down with a bowl of ce...