PLATO'S CAVE Small towns and small parishes are full of odd connections, and concepts acquire new descriptions in old places. For example, spiritual direction can take on a whole new meaning. . . The pungent, ammonia-laced aroma of disinfectant invaded my sinuses. It didn't matter that it was private hospital that catered to those accustomed to the best,...
Author's note: If you've come into this story in the middle, please consider starting at the beginning. This is a full length novel and complete. I'm posting chapters as I get the chance to edit them. At this rate, two or three a week. Thank you again, and I hope you enjoy the adventures of Alex and Penelope *** Taking Penelope on his business trip did w...
The fourth part of my memoirs. * * * * * Once Trish and I were married, we moved into an unfurnished flat. Actually, it was the downstairs half of a big old converted Victorian terrace - the sort where you share the outside front door with the upstairs flat, but each household has its own door off the front hallway. It was a bit tatty but very cheap. In fa...
This story contains incest, futa, hyper expansion, inflation, transformation, and mind wiping. Everyone mentioned is either 18 or older. ***** The world had no idea it was about to get fucked. A mad scientist had been working for the past decade trying to perfect his research. If he succeeded, the whole world would be in the palm of his hand. Day and nigh...
I have a housekeeper who comes in once a week. Normally Sharon is as happy as a lark, flitting around the house doing this, that and the other. Singing and chatting whenever I happen to be in the same room. Sharon was in her early twenties, an extrovert, quite pretty and with an easy personality. Always ready to go that little bit further to make sure the...
* The setting is England. CHAPTER 1 The coach was full as it left Oathaven and headed north for London on the annual outing of the Women Against Family Violence Society. Husbands accompanied their wives or partners except for widow Marion Fanning who brought along her eldest, 20-year-old Freddie, a university undergraduate seeking a degree in banking and f...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, utilizing Microsoft Spell-check. You have been forewarned; expect to find mistakes. Also, if male or female bisexuality offends you, kindly hit your backspace key now. *.*.*.*.*.*.* "Eighteen years lon...
I'm in the backseat of the chauffeured car that usually accompanies me on my business trips in Chicago. It's Friday night, and I spent all day distracted by thoughts of Anna, the beautiful stranger who I met in the bar of my hotel last night. She spent the night with me and though we agreed not to exchange numbers, I insisted that I had to at least take her...
Wednesday morning had arrived. Things were progressing. Jean was a fantastic asset. Her heart was in her job. Kay was also happy the way things were improving. Jean had got hold of two tickets for the ballet for Friday night. , and the tickets were in high demand. They both enjoyed ballet and were looking forward to the performance. Bob had taken advantage o...
Author's Notes: This is a one-off story. No sequels are planned for this this tale. I thought I'd try my hand at writing a piece about submission. Hopefully I didn't make a mess of it. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** Chapter 1 The early winter storm raged and thrashed across the moun...