AUTHOR'S NOTE: It's all the Ex's fault - Redux Part A Due to reader requests and a bad case of writers block, I have revisited this series and have added names, spiced up a few bland spots, and combined the shorted chapters into a bit of a longer read, so it is not technically a new story. You've been warned! Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and...
Notes from the author: Hi everyone! Ever since I wrote Life is a Runway - which had a WWII element in its plot - I have been itching to craft a WWII war bride story (with a happy ending, of course: I simply refuse to write anything that is not corny). This obviously implied some serious research on my part and major adjustments to the mores of my usual prota...
DECLARATION: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All scientists, Wizards, aliens, historians, and sluts in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or born in the future, is purely coincidental. I swear. WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violen...
Act 2 -- Play Games Chapter 1 -- Only women bleed Kelsey and Sydney walked back towards their motel around midnight. Kelsey was a little tipsy as she giggled beside the warm body that held her up helping her keep one foot in front of the other as they walked in the moonlight. Suddenly she stopped. "Syddy," she cried, "didn't Alfie want you to do something...
Chapter 1 The Virus Atlanta, Georgia is a beautiful place to visit. It is truly the south and exhibits all of the southern charms we associate with the south. Great barbeque pork, beautiful women and Cheetah III, one of this countries best nude gentlemen's clubs. I was there on business visiting Atlanta for a couple of weeks when the holocaust hit the enti...
It was the fall semester of 1986 and the minute I stepped out of my car and locked the door, I shuddered at the thought of having to start my first year of college. After having spent eight years in the Navy, six in Spain, and two in San Diego, California, I was considered to be an adult student, and to tell you the truth; I felt very out of place here. I ha...
At Grover Cleveland High the swimming classes were held in the vast echoey basement pool, smelling of chlorine. There were bleachers rising on both sides to be packed out in the event of a competition. There were Corinthian columns and painted windows in the upper walls. The atmosphere was gloomy and... Well, full of possibility. For one reason. Classes...
Chapter 39 I called Pete and asked him if he needed any help getting the Brew Crew ready for customers and he just laughed saying, "No, I have it covered, I called in a helper and I am taking it easy. Now I have to thank you for your offer and also for inviting me to dinner with Marie. I have never met a woman like her in my life and to tell you the truth I...
I won't even waste your time with a foreword. Just know three things: There's no sex in this release (it's storyline driven).It's long (grab a snack or earphones at least).All characters are 18+ (unless stated otherwise). That's all. Ladies and gentlemen: dig in, enjoy and feedback. In that order. Act I The boy's finger paused at the intercom, the as if...
This is an Earth Day contest story. Please vote. Homeless and destitute, prostituting herself for money to survive, a woman collects bottles and cans, while making friends. * "Hi," said the man to Susan passing by her in the alleyway, while staring. Accustomed to men staring at her, such an unusual sight to behold, men don't normally see a woman who loo...