An older artist takes a young, inexperienced boy as her muse Chapter 1: Angelfire I suppose I would have crossed paths with Anastacia 'Angelfire' Kempston sooner or later the way things panned out. But seeing her picture in the local newspaper that fateful late spring day seemed to make it all the more special for me. Almost as if fate was taking a hand....
Author's Notes: In Part 2 Ben begins to connect with this neighbors in new and unexpected ways. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 7 Ben's first sensation was scent. Spice, warm, rich, he felt himself floating through it. Sound was next but it came in slowly and the tone was wrong...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Author's Note: Wealth 01 is in the 'Lesbian Sex' category. Most would find it helpful to read Wealth 01 before reading Wealth 02. ***** Chapter 11 "Hey Daddy," Toni sang out as she approached Barry's office. "Yeah?" Barry looked up as Toni and Anita st...
I took the call a little after midnight, and yes, it was a dark and stormy night, but I guess in my line of work they usually are -- in one way or another. Dispatch called just as I ran across an ex-wife in a bad dream, but the sleepy voice on the other end of the line had no way of knowing that, and even if she had, there wasn't a damn thing either of us co...
~ Prologue ~ Bryan sat at the Plaza bar staring into his scotch whiskey. He was glad that his old friend, Quentin, was still in town and had some free time. A friend since high school, he was someone whom Bryan trusted, especially when it came to advice about women. This was the second time he had asked him for advice about Jenny. The first time, it was for...
Chapter seven By the time the morning sunlight hit the top of the cathedral, my mind had returned to business. Somehow that long, dreamy night with Tolerante had made me more determined than ever to find out what had happened to drive Paul into that mysterious and seemingly hopeless captivity, to turn that powerful love of ours so suddenly and irredeemably...
London must be the most miserable place on God's Earth on a wet day in January. There were five of us in the Library of The Exiles Club that afternoon. The New Year of 1887 was but a few days old and I had I come to Town from my customary refuge in Cheltenham to meet with my broker and take care of one or two other small items of business. After thirty years...
Author's Note: First things first, I'm soooo sorry about the long wait. I feel terrible about slacking off like this, but I've had some of the busiest months at work, add hockey season and traveling to that, and you have a verrry busy girl. I meant to finish this earlier, but I had to go to D.C. for the Winter Classic and spent some time there. If you were...
(Author's Note: I would like to thank several of my fans for suggesting some of the scenes in this story. And to Allan, who provided the inspiration for it.) Some people may find it quite strange that Jenny followed her lover from the relatively placid town of Finchley to the frenetic environment of New York City, but she did just that. She had barely de...
This is a long story, almost 33,000 words. If you don't like long stories, please don't upset yourself by reading the following. The following is a work of fiction. Except for references to well-known historical figures and broad geographic areas (e.g., Pacific Ocean, Mexico) unnamed individuals and locations in this story are a total figment of my imaginat...