After a fitful night's sleep, Clint was wide awake at 5:30 am and out on the road by six o'clock. He pushed himself hard through his favorite four-mile course in order to break this obsession about Lauren going out with Dr. Hansen. By the third mile he found some relief and by the end of the run which he finished in a half-mile sprint, he felt like his old s...
Chief medical examiner Dr. Maura Isles was at work in her private lab. It was actually the basement of her townhouse, which she had converted in to a laboratory. Her family always had money and her job as medical examiner provided her with a good income. In the past she had a tendency to spend a lot of money buying stuff that she really didn't need, but the...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, developers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic materia...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, developers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic materia...
Matotek drove Camilla home at about 7:30 the next morning. She insisted on going nude even after he offered her a T-shirt and shorts of his own; one must remember how he and Mr. Rudolph had torn her dress off the night before. He dropped her off in the basement parking lot by the elevator and drove away. She took her cell-phone out of her purse and called Ca...
Note: ALF: Animal Liberation Front CCD: Colony Collapse Disorder DOA: Department of Agriculture Rosewood California, July 7, 2011, 2:00 A.M., the residence of Barry Sandford, CEO Mrs. Sandford's Honey (a division of Sandford Industries). Bzzz! "Grumble! Snort! Sandford here. Pierce?! Do you have any idea what time it is?!...What do you mean there's been...
They are still slumped. Good boys. They are not touching themselves. They look exhausted from just lying there. Two thick boners are curved back over hairy bellies, trying for a touch-back at Belly Button Basin. It would be fun to explain to Mignon why they look as though someone has splashed them with virgin olive oil. "Take your glass," I command. We wa...
My Master and I had been together for a year. The time went by so fast, I felt like it couldn't possibly have been more than a month. He was everything I had dreamed of, strong, handsome, and able to read me like a book. He knew where all my limits were and pushed the envelope wherever and whenever he could. I had a safe word, but I had never had occassion t...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the characters, video games, franchises, developers etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic materia...
This story takes a bit to get going. This is called plot. This is a story inspired by old fashioned pulp tales, the kind of fiction, I devoured as a child and still favor. I hope that you enjoy it. ***** Michael Pierce and his brother-in-law, Denton Whitemarsh burst into the constable's office in Calcutta, both were in extreme excitement, but Michael seeme...