I. Just Another Day of Lisa Stingray Author's Note: the first story from "The Island" series where we met Lisa. *** It was dusk when the girl entered the park and headed to the playground. At this late October evening, the park looked abandoned though there were enough lampposts and the illumination was excellent. The girl knew that there should be nobody...
G'day everyone, Here's another offering. I've taken another well worn plot and hopefully given it a bit of a different slant. I guess you'll be the judge of that. I was originally going to split it in two but decided to post it all together. At various points of the story the narrator changes so I've signposted these by putting the character's name in at...
This story is so way far over the top, it is almost suborbital. No one under eighteen, any resemblance to anyone living, dead or living dead is just coincidental and this is a work of fiction. Please remember to place tongue firmly in cheek when reading. Keep all arms and legs and tentacles in, and enjoy the ride. Buckle up, insanity ahead. You have been wa...
Who was Betty & why did she think I was her prey? Earlier that night a woman in glasses came down to my end of the bar to buy some smokes from the machine -- I watched her out of the corner of my eye. I could tell she knew I was watching her because she studiedly refused to glance my way. She was blond-haired, which did not impress me particularly, but sh...
So... I never got over the things that happened to me in high school. I never moved on with my life. I existed. I allowed myself to live in the moments of my greatest humiliation. I lived tied up in that van where they pissed on me, lived in that pool of filth. I don't know if I've really lived anywhere else since, until Gordon and Dick Bigsuit came into my...
When you have only street smarts, and no academic credentials whatsoever, there is a real dearth of high paying jobs that are open to you. However, I do have something else besides street smarts going for me - I'm six three, two forty pounds, can bench press 450 pounds, and have a year's training in Brazilian jujitsu. Perfect qualifications for a bounty hunt...
This is a fictional account. Jennifer Wells was so excited. She had never even been outside of Lincoln, Nebraska before and here she was about to board her first airplane. She had just graduated from nursing school and volunteered for the navy. It was April 1942, and the nineteen year old, Jenny Wells, was dressed in her uniform and ready to go. Her first...
Chapter 28 This Time We Used a Script Later that night Noreen arrived at Hayley's, and we tested her as we had Sissie. Hayley thought her a natural for the camera, especially the way she masturbated while I was fucking her ass. We also learned that she was more than willing to go girl — girl, which pleased Hayley, who had an older woman who she could pai...
I had a couple of days off over Thanksgiving weekend last year and, since, I had no relatives to chauffeur around; I had lots of free time. I hit the couch and watched the prerequisite football games, some movies, and got plenty of rest. By the third day, I had to get out. Being horny, I elected to go an adult theater. I chose one that I had never visited....
PRELUDE Cathleen walked into my office and as she had so many times, she closed and locked the door and then put the door brace in place. This was so no one would walk in on us unexpectedly. I looked at her and smiled but I reminded her of my schedule. "I have to go to President's Council in 30 minutes," I told her. "I know I saw it on your calendar. We...