Chapter 22: Homecoming ***** Time seemed to have lost much of its meaning during the many weeks on the open ocean. Every time Jack looked out past the ship or through one of the many port windows, the sight never changed. The enormous and seemingly endless body of water presented the same view at the very break of day and at the onset of night, a quiet tra...
John Murphy was sitting in a plush office; he was very impressed by the size and furnishings. The secretary who had greeted him when he entered was very lovely to watch as she went about her tasks. She had offered him coffee when she had seated him in a comfortable chair but he had declined. Now he followed her gaze as she looked at the clock on the wall. It...
[Author's Note: I would like to thank all my fans that have written to me over the several years it has taken to complete this novel. Your comments, suggestions and ideas have provided me with some great material. You have my gratitude. This last chapter of "Aunt Phoebe's Masturbatorium" will represent my final excursion into writing erotic literature for a...
Authors Note: This is my entry in the "Winter Holidays Contest". There are some elements of the BDSM category in this story so if that is not to your taste perhaps choose a different story. If, however, you read and enjoy it please vote and leave a comment. Thank you very much to my friend, Margaret who proofread for me. ~ellie Chelsea's Twelve days of Chri...
I hope everyone liked the first chapter, because I just submitted it and now I'm starting on this one. In the mean time, I wish you all peace, and God's blessings... MoogPlayer P.S. It's good to be back...for a while anyway. ~~~~~~ Chapter One I traveled all around Houston by simply hopping onto the 610 loop and just driving. I know that what had been...
Chapter 1 Starting out This is a sad, but true story. Let me begin by saying that my Father always told me as a kid, "Keith, any man that uses bad words in his language only shows himself to be a person who isn't intelligent enough to use the greater amount of words that he could have, to express himself politely and properly." Well, an awful lot of what h...
DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in this story are fictitious as they do not exist. Any resemblance to a real person, living or dead is purely coincidental and should not be construed to associate a real person, living or dead with scenes or events described within this story. All of the characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18 and takes...
Many thanks to my editor for helping me to be a better writer. ***** Two hundred thousand leaves. A mature maple tree has roughly that many, and in the part of the world where Marla lives, they all end up on the ground in October. She couldn't believe it when she read the number. "I've got over a million leaves in my yard!" she said. There was no one there...
Author's Note: The following is a collection of 5 stories featuring the same characters. I hope it goes without saying that all of them are over 18. Special Thanks to SimonDoom for helping me with the Title and Blurb. *************************************** An Awakening I was born with a black mark on me so to speak. Aptly enough because my name's Mr. Bla...
It was an easy road to drive and Bradley Rogers, Brad to his family and friends, was relaxed and comfortable behind the wheel. The air-conditioner was flooding the vehicle's interior with cold air to keep the hot Texas afternoon at bay, the wheels were rumbling a steady rhythm on the macadam...and he was alone with his bride of only twelve months. He and Ash...