Robert Jabez put his computer on the empty seat next to him and stepped into the aisle of the tour bus carrying him and his fellow musicians north toward Buffalo and the Canadian border. He glanced at the bus they were trailing and started back for the rest room, ignoring the whist game going on across the way between the director of music, Dr. Paul Sella, a...
M,f,f +, Con(s), Rom, 1st, Story, Slow by Firefly1z. A Story in two parts about a man and two teenage girls marooned on an uninhabited Caribbean island and life after their rescue. ***** The Storm. It was hell of a storm which seemed to blow up from nowhere and it shook the big cruiser like a toy. It was getting dark and the oncoming storm cloud...
'We should go to the cosplay convention!!' Brad suggested to the group, almost bursting with excitement. 'What the fuck would I do at a cosplay convention?' Jane laughed, rolling her eyes at him. 'Well the obvious thing would be to cos-play, it would be awesome,' Brad replied, trying not to let her dampen his enthusiasm. 'Oh yeah, that would be fabulous,'...
DISCLAIMER To all who have sent me congratulatory messages about my new-found happiness - alas, what follows is fiction, partially based on some actual experiences, but all in all, it is mainly wishful thinking! "To everything, there is a season, and life is good." Chapter One It was good to be home. Even better this time, as this trip to China yielded t...
Sandra was really bored. And frustrated. And it was only getting worse and worse. Almost three years now, she thought as she poured herself another gin & tonic. It's been three years since anyone had bothered paying any attention to her, not her useless husband Frank, or either of her children. Ever since the twins had turned 18, it was like she didn't e...
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Another MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY #8: Carmine - EDITED A novel by David Horton Copyright 2000 Chapter 1: October 27 Ice and snow everywhere he looks. He won't be going anywhere in this weather. Mike lays his head back down on his favorite pillows, a pair of human female breasts. Outside the wind howls and whistles between the twin chrome stacks of hi...
CHAPTER ONE MIKE AND TRUDY "Michael, I've made up my mind! How long have we been sleeping together? It's over a year now and you've told me I'm your mistress since June. If Crystal is ever to have a brother or sister, if I'm ever to have more kids, and you know I want to, then we should start now. Don't you want to have a baby with me? I know we've been wa...
"So you want to be a cop?" The middle-aged women in the police captain's uniform asked. "Yes, very much," I answered with as much conviction as I could muster. I studied the Captain as she paused to decide on her next statement. She was a heavy set woman with a too large nose. It was red and covered with broken veins. The nose made her look as though she mi...
This is my first submission here, though this story has been published elsewhere. It is first installment of a long series of erotic stories following the life and times of, Estefan Ernando, who will one day be the solar system's most-feared, master criminal. They have been taken out of their original formats and placed into chronological order. This is a de...