I. Dream Voice "Come, come. For you and I shall alight upon the sky." Again, the voice spoke the same words. No face. Just a voice from the depths of my dreams. Am I crazy to follow her siren song? A woman I've never met. A voice I don't recognize. The hotel room's ceiling offers no answer to my thought question. Life back in California was comfortable....
The snow fell thick and deep in New York City on Christmas Day 2009 so we were just as glad that we didn't have anywhere to go. It was our first Christmas as a couple and the first Holiday that neither of us would be spending with our families. We just didn't have enough money to travel across the country because we'd both graduated that awful year and I ha...
The second Alluna felt his erupting cock start to swell she'd reared back. Spurts of cum bathed her face, her breasts, and she had to wipe the hot, milky fluid from her eyes and back away some more. The satin sheets were torn, fluff from the mattress peeking through, but that wasn't what had her eyes popping open as her jaw dropped. Zak's skin looked as if...
Reconciling the Start of a Bad Affair We meet at the dog park. I bring my two poodle mixes and Timothy is there with his two Labradors. As I look up, Timothy is grinning ear to ear - I know he's happy to see me. I wore a pair of thong underwear under my sweats so he'd look every time I stooped down to grab the dogs. I made sure I bent down sticking my as...
Changsha China, Two Months Ago My contact in Guangzhou has found some information for me. He wanted to meet me in Hong Kong, but something happened and he's disappeared," Sarai says excitedly. Sarai Leclair is a strikingly attractive woman, standing five foot ten, with piercing electric green eyes. Her father is a French diplomat, whom on a visit to China...
{[email protected] test=1}Please start the game mode, this story will not work otherwise.{endif} You wake up to the taste of earth in your mouth. You immediately spit, trying to get rid of the muddy sensation, then you're suddenly overwhelmed by all the other feelings in your body, most of all your leg that feels like a horse has stood on it for several...
Prologue A small high school Somewhere in America… Matt Thompson stood at the podium before his fifth period history class, sweating profusely. Today was the day. He looked up at the camera and microphone above the door, pointed right at him. To Hell with Big Brother, he thought. I'm going to tell these kids the truth. Not the crap they've printe...
"THE DEVONSHIRE EPICUREAN SOCIETY": A newly-discovered "Sherlock Holmes" Adventure from the Memoirs of the late John H. Watson, M.D. Copyright 2004 by SEXY_GOURMET, All Rights Reserved, No Copies, Reprints, or Quotes Without Express Written Consent of Author. FORWARD/PROLOGUE: WATSON: Throughout the years, no doubt many readers of these chronicles of my...
Puppets who kill Offices of the Voice, Ludgate Circus Tuesday 4:40 pm Dan slumped down into the empty desk opposite Amy. He picked up a Styrofoam cup from his desk and tipped its contents into his mouth. "That's nearly eight hours old." Amy said without looking up from her computer screen. "Doesn't matter." He replied. "I struck out with the Iraq connec...
First off, as always, much thanks and gratitude go out to SoCalCynic for being awesome and editing this yet again. Really, it wouldn't read half as well as it does if it weren't for him. Sorry that there was a little bit of a delay on this, guys. Unfortunately life tends to get in the way every so often. So without further ado, here's chapter four. * Jill...