My name is Peterson Jean-Pierre and I'm a Haitian-Canadian brother living in the City of Gatineau, Quebec. I was born in the City of Montreal, but I've been living near the Quebec/Ontario border for some time now. I attend La Cite Collegiale, where I study police foundations. One of these days, I can see myself working in the field of law enforcement. Just...
My previous blogging on unnamed sites has been of several types of posts. As this title suggests, I've created journal entries which have been quite popular. I've also written many fictional stories across a range of erotic genres: sci-fi, coercion, polyamorous relationships, cheating, human furniture, gender modification (by magical, chemical or alien means...
God, crime scenes give me such a justice boner. Really makes me want to...narrate my heroic exploits. "Lit from the flames of a burning sex shop, a tall, shapely silhouette looms over the city. It is one fucking *heroic* silhouette. She got a shadow that does not quit. Curves in all the right places, and a TRUNK in front of that junk. That is the sexy-ass s...
A/N: Regardless of the choices and paths you choose, there are no dead ends in this story. I’ve linked certain chapters in each storyline so that the story progresses accordingly and one path isn’t incredibly short. If you reach the point where it says there are no more chapters left, it means that you’ve caught up with my writing and check back later for up...
For the next couple of days things were busy at work, and I saw Kris only to say Hi. She didn't bring up Topic A, and I wasn't about to because I don't need to be accused of sexual harassment, even if everything was her idea. Better to let her take the initiative. Not to mention that we'd have to find another location for our "lessons." We'd been lucky our...
Over a week had passed and Sarah was still staying at Mr. Brown`s. She was spanked every morning and in between if Mr. Brown wanted to. She was also fucked every morning by Tom as Mr. Brown left to fuck Mrs. Brown. Mr. Brown walked in as Sarah was playing with herself, she was so far into it she never saw him. He stood and watched amazed, her eyes were t...
Disclaimer: For all intent and purposes, this disclaimer is here to note that these are real stories and events. The experiences are being recalled to the best of my knowledge of what actually happened. ***** I met this Hispanic girl through a dating site. She approached me actually, and I thought for once I could get lucky. She was very forward, and invi...
Michelle Heityme-Tarbox swung down out of the saddle and dropped to the ground. The Futter College Polo Team was making much progress, enough that the US Polo Association membership was as good as in the mail. At least that was Michelle's opinion. She had to admit that as player/coach of the team her opinion might be just a bit biased but while the quality o...
If you enjoy reading Victorian romance and fantasy, you will probably enjoy this mash-up. It takes place in a made-up kingdom mirroring 1850 Victorian England fashions and customs, but that's where the similarities end. There are some steampunk/fantasy elements to liven things up, and a plucky, virginal heroine to boot! The Rosey Bush. The name sounded inn...
Derick stood in front of his altar, carefully inscribing the last of the designs on the piece of copper foil. He checked his work against the illustration in the book, and smiled when he saw that it was perfect. He took the vial of rose-oil and anointed the charm, reciting the accompanying text, which ended, "Most holy and revered Goddess, Laughter-loving Ap...