I am Frank Stokes, 64 years old, retired from an executive position in a large corporation. My wife of 35 years passed away 3 years ago. I live in Brentwood, a golfing community, in the Atlanta area. There are three 18 hole golf courses. One easy course, one a little more difficult and the third, for experts, more difficult. Lots of sand traps, water and lo...
Author’s Note: My apologies on the delay of this chapter. Real life has kept me quite busy. Over the last several weeks, I’ve had to give myself a crash course in using Flash, to get a website up and running, and the prenatal birthing classes have been booked back to back over this month (a baby girl is due in November, the first female born on my side of th...
Chapter 27* "Why are you calling me this early in the damn morning?" Lena's sleepy voice came across as muffled and exhausted. "I have more Christmas shopping to do!" Alex groaned as she struggled with the Keurig. Nothing was cooperating this morning. She had so much to do, and no time to do it! The last thing she needed was a ten minute argument with a...
I lay there, trying without success to poke holes in the logical conclusions I'd made. My anger built as I felt my life slipping away. It was worse than my worst fears; I'd turn into Princess Puppy Mill without the Princess part. I picked up on what the Beta had done to Todd. There was no way the Pack Beta could disappear without raising suspicions, especia...
Sorry for the delay but the muse just hasn't been around for a while. This is another story that just 'appeared out of a single paragraph'. You'll notice that it's not really my usual chosen subject matter and out of my comfort zone, but I did enjoy the challenge of writing it despite that. ***** If someone had told him that he would take a 'pensioners' h...
Hi all! I have returned in the season of pumpkin spice, renewed and invigorated! Are you a new reader? You're going to be confused, because this chapter is the beginning of the end of Book Four of HFHM. So much shit is about to happen, and I'm a slow-burn kind of writer, but hey, be my guest and dive in. Returning readers, this is it! What has the shadow b...
Welcome back! I hope everyone had a wonderful Halloween, because I've decided to drop this a week (or so) early. With holidays coming up, I know I'm gonna get busy, but wanted you to have something fun to look forward to this week. New reader? Welcome to the jungle, we've got fun and games! We've got monster girls you want, honey, and the plot's never th...
*****Hi dear readers, it's DM23! I know I'm extremely late and I apologize. Two jobs, college work, and writer's block have kept me from posting this chapter. But I've been impatiently waiting for this story to come to this part (more than you, believe me) because this is just a stepping stone for what I have in store for you guys. I always say that my mind...
This story continues on from "Tim Ch 1 -- Tim & Jessica are forced to work as submissive sex slaves.". This chapter works as a stand-alone story. * Miss Christensen sat down to do her monthly reports. Jessica had proved a great success. She was pretty, liked her sex and had adapted well to the discipline, taking her punishment without complaint. Clients l...
Author's Note: This is Part 2 of a three part series. It is recommended that you read the first part before reading this so that you understand the back-story. ***** Arizona State University, Earth "Hey, it's Mario, right?" "Yeah, that's me." Mario barely recognized the guy, but he suspected he knew what he wanted. The requests were coming with increasin...