Hello Readers!! I know it has been a year since I have posted anything and if I am being honest, I haven't written a single thing in that time either. I, not only hit a wall in where I wanted to take the story despite having a full image of what I wanted in the beginning, I hit a road that took me down a path with health issues that affected me in many ways...
A fantasy by Julie Van and Curt B, this chapter written by Wunderboi. *** Clarissa slipped behind the wheel of her pearl white Mercedes. She had insisted on the most expensive paint option and the car glowed in the early morning sunshine. She smiled to herself, remembering her father's advice many years prior, which was to marry a much older very rich whit...
This is kind of a strange story, but I put it in Loving Wives because that's where the prequel is. Just a couple of brief, very brief, sex parts, mostly humor, and I tried to offend just about everyone with this. Don't take it seriously. ***** "Oh, my fucking head!" I groaned, audibly, but everything seemed really strange, my memory kind of weird. I don't...
Well, I've really done it this time. For ages I've been getting away with all those little illegal acts that everyone commits from time to time. The worst I'd ever suffered was a caution/slap on the wrist. Until now, that is. And all because I'd lost my temper. I was out and about, minding my own business when a prick starts to follow me (understandably, thi...
Disclaimer: I don't own the Dukes of Hazzard, not making any money, just cheap thrills Warning: Angst, Slash Rating: FRAO italics and/or * indicates thoughts ------indicates a change in the point of view This chapter begins from the pov of the participant Guilty Pleasure Chapter 4 I stood there, shocked by my cousin's actions, as I watched the General di...
I'd spent the two days after my tryst with Beth trying to steel my resolve. I'd know that becoming sexually involved with her could be a mistake, one that would destroy both of our families and I hoped that I'd gotten past the worst of it. That is until I came home that third afternoon and saw a copy of, "My Father's Dragon," sitting on the kitchen table. B...
Somewhere in the Rigel 14/4/7 Sector she suddenly appeared outside the viewport. The navicom would indicate exactly where, because I uttered an exclamation and a question: "Great heavens! What's that?" The first part was appropriate, as I was, from the point of view of my planetary starting-point, celestially situated. The second part might equally have been...
This is really just an elborate scene setting, so i'll get around to writing the sequel soon, but meanwhile i hope you will be patient, and enjoy the plot build up! I wish i was better at this! Her hands shook and her insides churned as she sat at the big desk, and swiveled the laptop towards her. She glanced guiltily at the closed door separating this o...
I had intended this to be a two or three part series, but as the characters developed, it seemed best to let the other two episodes take place in your minds. As written this story is foreplay for your mind. It is a story that will warm you up and usher you through the door. But from that point on, it is up to your imagination. = = = = = = = = = = = = = = =...
The Professor was a careful, methodical, organized man. He coiffed and trimmed his beard just so. He tied his bow ties perfectly evenly. He wore brown jackets with reinforced elbows just like any good professor might. He submitted immaculately written essays for professional journals. He edited his students' essays savagely, marking them up with blue ink, ca...