E&E The story continues. Lt. General Isaiah McDermott, USMC, Ret. looked in the side rear view mirror of the motor home as they pulled away from the saluting sentry at the gate of Marine Corps Air Station, Cherry Point, North Carolina. He knew this could be the last salute he might ever receive. He had given and received thousands of them during his thirt...
I'm a nasty guy. It's okay with me because I accepted that about myself a long time ago. My name is Jean Guillaume. A young American man of Haitian descent living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. I moved here from the City of Boston, Massachusetts, a little over a year and a half ago. I'm still a United States Citizen but a Permanent Resident of C...
The morning comes. Paul Grimes wakes up and gets out of bed. He looks at his wife Sheila as she lies on their bed. Sheila is a tall, plump woman in her early forties. Her hair is light blond, her eyes a pale blue and her skin bronze. This Irish-Italian dame was a real beauty once. Lately, things hadn't been great between Sheila and Paul. For starters, they w...
*This isn't my usual style, but it comes from the heart - I hope you enjoy!* The wind howled across the plains as the wolves sang their woeful evening song, making the desert sand seem endless. The warrior closed his eyes and let his mind go. Soon he was aware of her presence. Although he knew it was only a dream, it was a dream he was very familiar with....
It was a typical Saturday night ... meaning I was drunk. But I'm not to blame. No. The fault lies in my morals and in the availability of a bottle and a half of scotch. See, if the scotch hadn't been there, I would be sober as a cat right now ... but then someone else would have drunk it. It was some very good scotch after all. And knowing that, I felt...
Author's notes: This story compares and contrasts the lives of each of the two individuals post-divorce. Warning: No hot sex, no RIAA, No BTB, and it contains only my POV. All errors are mine. My last submission (Eve and Jerry's New Baby) netted me more readers and commenters than any other submission to date. Thank you. This submission should be classed as...
Getting into the house without being heard was easy, all Jerry had to do was go around back and open the basement door. He couldn't go in the front, the alarm system he had installed at his wife Shelly's insisting would go off. She had been a complete nut about that for some reason, bugging Jerry until he finally installed the system. Opening the garage...
This story is intended to be somewhat humorous. It works best if you apply a Texas accent to the narration and characters' spoken parts. Oh, it's about a wife fucking someone other than her husband. I have forewarned you. ***** Have you ever had one of those days where everything you thought to be true turns out to be just a bunch of lies? You know, the k...
Shelly and Jessica head to Marchosias's island once again, but will he remain helpful or turn on them? What will Water's Demesne be like now that Varun is no longer controlling the surf? = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Chapter 08 = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = Whose Side are You On? "Shelly, Jessica, wake up!" Years of traini...
The story your about to read is a true story, It's about ME. A young, black delivery man from Brooklyn, NYC who works in Manhattan. I live a double life. On one side I'm know on the party scene as a big promoter who only dates models and cheerleader types. But I have this obsession for Mature BBW or Thick women. I can't help it. As a delivery man, I've had m...