It was another beautiful day. The chaps were all up and ready. They were suited and booted, but every one of them looked absolutely shattered. Ron didn't want to know what they'd got up to the night before, but it looked like they'd got stuck in. Ibrahim seemed very hungover. He had a route printed out for Ron to take them to the races, and passes for them...
Jonas was a quiet guy. He wasn't outstanding nor had any great friends, not that he was bullied or antisocial, just that he didn't feel connected to the people around him. He talk with some guys of his class about common interests but that was the stand of it, he wouldn't miss them in case of one of them going away. Jonas have blond that fell to the side of...
This story is the eleventh in a series. This installment is less erotica than usual but is necessary, in the author's view, to move the overall story along. Hopefully, it is still an entertaining read. ***** I have to admit that it isn't often to my experience that you meet a girl's parents while you are standing naked with her after having just publicly...
Chapter 03: French Lessons Sunday Freeman, the old preacher at the Church of Love and Equality had invited Jamal, his granddaughter's friend into the Church's dining hall. He smiled warmly as he swung open a big wooden arched door into a room with a long, sturdy looking, wooden table, laden with food, although most of it had been eaten. The preacher book tw...
This day started out like any ordinary day for Ashley. She started her day at 6 a.m. in the morning and proceeded have breakfast with her family at 6:30 A.M. for breakfast she only had 4 plain egg whites with one apple and a banana. The reason she here so little is because she lived keeping her amazingly small and skinny, yet athletic figure. She was a goth/...
I was in a stupor of exhaustion and satisfaction when she brought me back to reality with a sharp nip on my earlobe. "I hate to wake you, Jack dear, but I really have to go to the bathroom. Like right now." I rolled off her to let her get up. "And I don't want you in here when I do what I need to do. So please go downstairs and see if you can put together s...
Copyright 2012 by madengineer3 This is fiction! Any resemblance to any real person or place is simply coincidental. * Ever since elementary school Marvin Whyte had been a egotistical bastard. Both of his parents were full professors in a nearby college. They had "old money" via inheritance and "new money" because they enjoyed working. Marvin wasn't born...
In the year 2020 a new card game appeared on the market. No one had ever heard of it before but it quickly swept the nation. Many were surprised at this change since it required any store that hosted games to create special rooms for playing it but the proprietors were all strangely willing to go along with this. The game was Sorcery: The Gropening, often ab...
Yes, I know its knott spellt that weigh, but sum people seem sew con-fused about simple gramma that I decided to post this humble guide and save them – and myself – some time in future. The Comma Comma usage is in some respects a question of personal writing style: some writers use commas liberally, while others prefer to use them sparingly. For instance...
"Call me they," said the diminutive, tomboyish, short-haired and curvy Native American gal as she looked me up and down from behind her desk, dripping with attitude. Snorting, I looked at her like she had two heads and they were both fucked up. Ever since I moved to the City of Winnipeg, Manitoba, from my hometown of Boston, Massachusetts, I'd seen and exper...