Chapter 4 concluded with Will warning Derek not to lay a finger on Barb. ------------------------------- It was May already and Gwen and I had accomplished a few things and Gwen had accomplished some major ones including conducting a brilliant job interview and refurbishing our house. Her next tasks were to get her medical and dental records to where we w...
Alright, so this story has undergone some heavy revision. Originally I was planning on it being very minor, with just a few minor tweaks here and there, but I ended up making more changes than I'd originally planned. These changes have to do with Tristan's section of the story. That may be bad for some, or perfectly fine with others, but thought I would let...
Love is something that I have a hard time understanding. Love is only an emotion right? So how can an emotion make you stupid? How can love cause you to do things that no man in his right mind would even consider? It was a little late for me to be asking the question. The damage has already been done. ++++++++++++++++++ I met Stella in middle school. I sta...
WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence, bad words, and strange ideas. It has only the strange things that dribble from my head. If you are not old enough, mature enough, open minded enough, and especially not smart enough to stop reading should you find yourself becoming offended viewing such a story, don't! I hereby gran...
By Paris Waterman An X – Rated Novel Illustrated version available on request Paul Hartstein winced as the icy wind blew the swirling snow into his face and wished he'd thought to bring a scarf with him as he vainly tried to deflect some of the snow from his face and eyes. He bent his 6'4" feverish frame into the stiff winter wind whipping down Danbury...
I was sitting on my kitchen counter without a stitch of clothing. My legs were spread and dangling over the edge; my hands clutched that same edge at my hips. I wouldn't move. I could have moved, but I wouldn't. I was fulfilling a bizarre promise to stay in that position until my husband got home. Left alone like that, another person would have moved, not fe...
A letter to my future lover * (Author's note: I don't think we need one of these...After all, I'm the author and this entire story is about me (and you, of course). And if the editor doesn't like it...well, too bad!) So...if you are reading this, then we probably have yet to meet. Hello! Let me introduce myself. Well, that's a silly thing to say, isn't i...
"Would you pass my wine, please?" "Sure. Shall I top it up...if I can do that without spilling it on the pillow?" "Why not? This is a lot better than that horrible bubbly stuff we had at the reception. What is it?" "It's what we wine connoisseurs call 'red'." "Thanks, I'll make a note of that...I'm glad that you suggested we slip away." "Weren't you wor...
Remember this all Fantasy before I get a bunch of that is not possible. Enjoy Pfan ***** With both my companies doing very well my wife had quit work and started to do charity work over the last 2 years. Moving in a circle of better to do women who had more expensive cars and homes. They were an upwardly mobile crowd of younger women. I felt no motivati...
After my idiot step brother got all rapey on my anus, I showered until we ran out of hot water. We have gas hot water. I was sore and repugnant to myself. Yes, he certainly did not have permission to do it back there, even if I did willingly let him put me on all fours on the couch. I might have considered reporting him to the authorities but that would expo...