Here is chapter 2. I apologize for the wait. I'm still looking for an editor, but hopefully I will find one in time for the next chapter. Thanks for all of the words of encouragement and the feedback. They are much appreciated. ~~~~~~~~~~ Connor pulled his car into the garage. He leaned back against the cool leather seats and sighed. His wolf stirred impa...
This will be a three chapter story. I'll try and submit a chapter each day. A special 'Thank You' to Mistress Lynn for editing this story for me. She makes it a much better read. Chapter 1 "John, we got an invitation to our ten year class reunion and I want to go. Will you be joining me this time? I hated parties and reunions and really didn't give a shit...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. If that bothers you, stop reading now. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes, it's too long, yes, it's too short, yes it's in the wrong category, y...
They didn't see the Sister again, and that was fine by Nate. The truck had been unloaded while they slept, and they were able to get out of dodge early the next morning before the 7:00 am deadline. Once they had left the FOB's envelope, Nate clambered up into the turret and lifted his faceplate, feeling the cool morning air against his face as Ketri guided t...
(Set in New Zealand) An agitated receptionist in a busty top encased in pink and her rounded belly pushing out a black pleated skirt hurried to the brass-framed glass doors of the office entrance and called, "Sir please removed your muddy boots." "Madam, your reasonable request is granted – off come my boots. Guard them with your life. You may not know but...
Disclaimer: This story features explicit sexual content. You have to be of legal age in your country to read it (usually 18 in some cases 21). Also this story contains immoral and maybe illegal acts so take it as a fantasy that shouldn't be done in real life. Yoko is a real woman I met when she came to Germany as exchange student. She is a cute Japanese gi...
Sunlight streamed through the open window of Francis' kitchen on a beautiful autumn day. The temperature was mild and a light breeze blew through the open window, carrying the scents of fresh fruit and warm oatmeal throughout the humble abode. Classic "big band" jazz music blared from a radio on the counter as Jessica and Francis sat at the kitchen table wit...
Robert leapt up the polished hardwood steps of the New Farm art deco apartment building, an overnight bag slung over his shoulder and a bunch of flowers in his hand. It was Friday night and after a two hour journey he was just metres away from his destination. He'd first made the trip to Audrey's home twelve months ago. He'd gotten hopelessly lost driving...
Both of my parents were killed in a light plane crash when I was very young. Too young to for me to even remember them. Somewhat reluctantly, my sole remaining grandparent took custody of me. I had a pretty normal upbringing under the circumstances. Money was a short at times because Gramps could only get work as a local handyman/gardener but we got by. When...
I Gabi turned and blinked her wide emerald eyes at the man who was following five paces behind her. It's not like she didn't know him. In fact, she knew him too well, which wasn't a good thing since he downright repulsed her. Ed followed her nearly every day or any day that she left her house; she was only allowed to leave the house to go to classes at the...