In the car, he patted Marcie's bare knee. When he put the car in gear and drove away from the house, she reached across and rubbed his penis. He shook his head, certain that for what he was about to do he was going to hell. Marcie walked ahead of him into his apartment when he opened the door. Oliver held his breath. His heart was in his throat. What was he...
Nature had spread its scent all throughout the forest, and it was unavoidable. The sun's rays were beaming down on the white reflective design on Daisy's shoes. Her youth pastor was trailing along behind her, cautious with every step. "Isn't it beautiful out here?" He asked. "I know, it's so amazing." Daisy looked over her shoulders at him as she was speaki...
My thanks to Bebop Writes for the event, Litereotica for just being there for us authors and to Randi for her editing skills. Any errors are subsequent to Randi's editing, all mistakes are proudly claimed by me. All characters and organisations named within this story are fictional and any similarity in names, etc., to real people or organisations are pure...
Holding my son, six years old by my left hand, and my daughter, three and a half by my right, I came to the main road from the city after the walk from the river. Here I could get a taxi to take us the rest of the way home. I met two people who I knew, going in the direction I had come from, wishing each other a good evening. Instead of a taxi, a station wa...
The party at Sandi Blake’s penthouse had been fun for all. The men enjoyed being outnumbered 6 to 1. The hot tub game had gotten everyone in the mood to stretch a little further than normal. Sandi had invited Angie to stay with her for the night. Jeremy was driving the van, dropping each of the women off at her house. When they arrived back at the parsonage...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story but it will make more sense and give you the background of the characters and the story line if you read the first chapter As always constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. . ********************* Friday morning Dillon was late reporting to Tom at the marshal's office, he didn't get ther...
Chapter 8 Trial Day 6 These people honour me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. They worship me in vain; their teachings are but rules taught by men.' Isaiah 29:13, Mark 7:6-7 Cynthia Mayotte's death dominated the news media. Speculation was rife that there was a connection between her death and the case in progress. Much was made of the f...
"MMMMM he sure does look good up on that pulpit." I thought to myself as I squirmed in my seat listening to Pastor Trey preach the word. I couldn't help the thoughts I had about the sexy Pastor. He stood 6'0", caramel brown and strong hands. I hope I can get to spend some time with him before he finds a wife, because I truly need some private anointing. Afte...
All characters are over eighteen. All people and places are fictional. ***** Mosquitoes buzzed outside as a young woman stuffed wadded-up pieces of toilet paper into holes in old window screens. Naked in the stifling humid heat, she slapped her hand against her neck, squishing a small splat of blood out of one of the infernal pests. "These little fuckers...
I am one of these people that has never had any luck with men. When I was in high school I never had a date for the prom, in fact, I was never asked for a date at all. I suppose I never learned how to use make up like most girls. It was always too much trouble to put on and I felt it wouldn't help me that much anyway. I am 5" 7" and admit I do have a weight...