Peter Noll was home on a rainy Saturday with the sniffles. He wasn't sure if it was allergies or the start of a cold. Whatever it was he chose to stay home and avoid others. Normally he would be playing golf with his regular group but the rain took care of that. He made a pot of tea and read the morning paper. He was not normally a tea drinker but preferred...
It was 3 PM on a Thursday evening. The day drew on and on with the end seemingly nowhere in sight. Being a correctional officer at the super max prison buried 3 miles under the Rocky Mountains outside of Boulder, Colorado was an extremely demanding job, even for Marcos: A raging mythological beast of a man. Standing six feet two inches at the top of his head...
Thanks to Wanda for writing to me and requesting this story. ***** You know, when people think of the military, the last thing they think of, is that people actually might work in an office. But that's where I was -- in an office. Sure, I was doing my thing for Uncle Sam, serving my country, wearing my uniform, and looking damn good in it, too, thank you...
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As always, comment and vote at the end. The feedback will help me decide what to put in the forthcoming chapters. "Here's the smell of the blood still. All the perfumes of Arabia will not sweeten this little hand." -Lady Macbeth, Macbeth Act V Scene I --- If only there was another way. If only those urges would go away, just go away. I couldn't control...
(M/F, cons, first time) WARNING: This is an adult story, containing sensitive material of a sexual nature, including graphic descriptions of consensual "vanilla" sex. If you find such material offensive or are underage, do not read further, but please bypass this story for one more suitable for you. This story is written for enjoyment and entertainment pu...
Welcome to my futuristic sci-fi world! As the story goes on, the characters will be explained a bit more as to what they are. Thanks to my editor, pandybear311, for the help with the editing. :) As always, comments and feedback are welcome as long as it's constructive. Thank you for reading and I hope you enjoy the story! "Well, you're a new face aroun...
Elunara woke with Tulani in their bed. She was groggy at first and confused, but remembered Tulani had not wanted to leave her. She carefully untangled Tulani from her. Darguni was up and Tulani popped out of bed. Grogek headed out and Tulani said she had to do some work at the Tailor's she had been missing. Darguni would sleep for the next couple of hours...
(1, 757 words) England, October 31st, 1641. The three old hags - Magda, Miriam and Mary - sit in their cave, huddling round the fire. They are toasting a horny toad, what might be their last meal - Matthew Hopkins, the Witch Finder General, and his men are on their trail. The women are exhausted already from the chase, drained it seems of their magical pow...
The next several days flew by. We became very adept at meeting people and not being asked to shack up. Of course we weren't 100% successful in deflecting all the invitations for a swing, but it wasn't a problem at all. A few gregarious couples, who after being gently rebuked said "That's fine, lets be friends anyway." We learned a lot about "The Lifestyle" t...