Harry's notes: Here is the next chapter posted in 'ROMANCE' because the southern version usually has nothing to do with soft lights and wine, but quite a bit to do with crowded bars n beer. Please give me a comment if you want to read more after this chapter. I got really discouraged after the laskluster views of the last two chapters and would have stopped...
Another quickie built around another simple concept. I have, on occasion, thought of an original discovery method, but original consequences are harder to come by. I think this is one. It's only a shorty, less than 2,000 words with no sex—sorry—and it is mostly dialogue and quotes from newspaper reports. Once again, this is fiction. If you spot anything...
My name is riya IAM 22 year old with a porn star shaped body and I am open towards sex shortly I am a slut I have a lover name Ron who is a neard no good physical strength studies a lot very rich family I love him for three things he is good slave ,rich, good hart, he knows about me that fuck around all the time but he likes it when ever there is a problem I...
"They are real!" Harry said emphatically, glaring at the drunken brothers sitting across the bar from him. Billy had fallen off his stool, assisted by the wildly flailing arms of his larger brother; but Billy usually did anyway; and Bob, trying to keep from falling was holding tightly to the bar, tears in his eyes, howling with laughter. "So faggots are try...
Chosen Mate Woods, Hill, River Harry opened his eyes, puzzled by the weight on his chest. He raised his head to find Sandra resting on him, using him like a pillow clasped in repose; her arms were wrapped around his chest; her head nuzzled under his chin beard. She looked like a cat comfortably resting on a seat cushion. Her face held the glow of the mornin...
John was never a popular kid in school. He wasn't athletic and he didn't have any outstanding talents. Even his grades were mediocre at best. John lived in a regular suburban area with his 40 year old mother and his 46 year old dad. John was at best 5'6. Not very tall for a senior at high school. He had chocolate brown hair, the same as his parents, no muscl...
Elle Franklin makes her way down into the bowels of the Ganthorian craft. Joining Jack Ramse and Cameron Scott in moving the scattered debris around their indoor lagoon. Reaching them she notes the two men moving large metallic tubes that were empty of whatever contents used to be stored in them. "What are we doing Fellas?" Jack nudges her aside as he and...
The first thing that Katie noticed was a bottle of clear liquid. The old man removed the cap from the bottle and began to pour it generously over her body. He started with her shoulders and breasts and let it run down her stomach and legs. He then poured more on to his hands and began to massage the oil in to her skin. He explained to her that it was a natur...
(This is a story based upon sexual metaphors which will only be funny if you look for every little pun and metaphor. But still, it's not that funny.) * * * * * One day Harold White and his buddy, Thin Man, were walking down to the nearest bowling alley. Today, they decided to take a shortcut through the woods. Though the route was actually a longer way, th...
Chapter 3 The Kid sees red Jeremy Michael Finch was pissed. He was beyond angry, he was thermonuclear. He had heard the expression 'I saw red' many times before, but until now it never made sense. Tonight it came to him with startling clarity as the world literally turned red before his eyes. His hands were gripping the wheel of the old Chevy Vega so tight...