Back in high school, the Travis McGee books by John D. MacDonald were something of a guilty pleasure. I came across a copy of A Purple Place for Dying at a cabin one weekend and finished it by the time we went home. Over time, I hunted down the others in second-hand bookstores. So, when I decided to write a story that had some (very!) minor action elements a...
I had watched her from afar for too long now. This woman, this incredible creature who I had first passed on the street, smiled at only to watch her avert her eyes and move on. At first I had reacted angrily and had turned to follow her only to see her walk into the building I worked at. I followed at first, watching as the long dark haired beauty made her w...
Even though Sean's team lost their first game, the kids had a blast. Katherine still couldn't help but wish that Jake would have shown up for Sean. Luckily, Sean hadn't noticed his father's absence, or maybe he just chose to ignore his absence. Either way, she still couldn't get over the fact that Jake had decided to just walk away from Sean. Didn't he reali...
Prologue: A lifelong collector of goods and objects from far and wide has passed and left the entire collection and the business built around them to the only remaining relative, a niece on a career path of her own. Vikki has taken on the task of administering the estate and liquidating the business and collection. However, she has come to find out that man...
Thanks to Kanga40 for her wonderful editing skills on this story. * We met in college. After dating for several years we finally got married. Tricia was my life. We had been married for a year when the house came up for sale. It was a dream home for just about anyone. The house had been built in 1939 as a mansion for some rich socialite. She'd been marri...
Another slave joins Sharon's household. In Part 5 the story focuses on Bobby's old flame Jasmine. Although they never really had much together she never really left his life, even after bonding as Mistress Sharon's slave. Jasmine reappears and, well you will have to read to learn what happens. As stated in each of the previous parts, this story is a fantasy...
I didn't sleep more than an hour total last night. I couldn't! I was way too excited, and I have no idea how many times I masturbated thinking of what happened. Not only did I get to fuck my beautiful neighbor, but I also told someone about my secret. I still don't know if she will believe the note I left her, telling her that I can turn invisible, but I'll...
NOTE: 5 hours, 4 states, 3 toll booths, 2 major rivers, 1 extremely long interstate highway, and a whole bunch of Mr. Frost's less-travelled roads . . . all are between me and my eighty-year-old mom, who's been suffering from an increasingly severe list of health problems since early last year. I call almost every day and make the trip as often as humanly po...
~~Jack~~ He pressed the button for the elevator to his apartment, and waited. Man, what a shit show. Walking alone with Jacob had been startling, but if his time with Antoinette had taught him anything, it was elders were like onions. You had to peel them to get to the layers. And they had a lot of layers. It wasn't the first time Jacob had taken interest...
"I want you to spank me." "For what?" We'd just finished up at a restaurant and I was signing the credit card receipt. "What?" Rachel raised her voice, the place was noisy. "What am I thanking you for?" "Not 'thank me.' Spank me. I want you to spank me!" She quickly looked around, nervous that someone had overheard. "Wait until we get out of here." W...