Working with Jose was something of a trial. "Alan, may I ask what you are thinking you are doing with that torch and those tanks of gas?" I closed the jeep door and frowned at Jose's shadowy figure, standing against the crumbled wall in the darkness. "We have to get in somehow, don't we? The door is reinforced with iron and the lock will be corroded shut,...
In the months since Curtis had started his "employment" with Mama and moved into the rambling old Victorian mansion his life had changed considerably. HE had changed considerably... His hair, always full, and still dark thank goodness, had started growing out. The first time Mama had taken him to her salon to get his hair cut and styled was both hideously em...
Apologies for delay... A new round of my favorite thematic, Ancient History. Another shemale on male story, a little darker and rougher than the previous one (A Greek Woman In The Trojan Palace), a lot of betrayal and dishonesties in this one. Again, this conception is not intended to be strictly stick to Official History and Tradition, big thanks to my frie...
This is all set-up; no sex. Some of the characters are children, but they do not engage in any sexual activity. ***** "IN THE TIME of our grandfather's grandfather's grandfather," the High Priest began, "came the time of the Great Drought." He gazed down at the twelve young women hanging on his every word, and behind his white mask he smiled. "Famine hel...
I was pulling in the air sharply between my teeth. I rubbed my black gloved hand together swiftly. The thick, puffy police jacket was cozy warm, yet the winter air pulled on the fringes of my body: Up the pant sleeve and every strip of skin on the face that wasn't covered by the scarf. I let the air out into a big puffy cloud f vapor in the pitch black night...
Jack yawned as he stood in his black clerical robe in front of the last temple in the quaint little village, waiting for the priest to lock up and go home. Yet another year had passed him by as his stature continued to grow with his church for being the most successful force behind the church's expansion. He had spread the message of the almighty to thousand...
"These pork chops are too dry again!" came Father O'Connor's grizzled old baritone voice from the dining room of the rectory. "Why do you always overcook the meat? What's wrong with you? Did your mother never teach you how to cook a decent dinner?" Joan rolled her eyes. If the seventy-three year old priest did not appreciate her culinary efforts, then why d...
'I still don't see why we have to help them.' Gabrielle said 'It's not like we need the money and this town is miles out of our route' 'Since when do you complain about our route?' asked Xena 'But to answer your question, this town is peaceful, the surroundings nice, and if solving this gives us a chance to relax here, I'm willing to do this.' 'Right but I s...
Introduction: You know the generic information; if under the age of 18, don't read the bloody thing. Like that has stopped kids in the past in the first place? Anyhow. This starts with a good deal of sex, but tames down some, because it has an actual plot to go along with it too! Imagine that, a story with a plot? Well anyhow, it has a mix match of several...
After a thorough examination of her conscience, an endless internal debate, Sara finally found herself kneeling in a small booth, facing her priest. They looked at each other through the screen. Her church had been assigned a new priest who was recently out of seminary. It had been an adjustment for the congregation, but Sara liked that she could almost rel...