Hello everyone. I hope you read chapter one and enjoyed it. This story is a continuation of the Shadows of Resentment series. Thank you for the feedback on chapter one. In this chapter Darius enlists and goes through basic training. Just to let you know I am no expert on anything military, so I read a little and wrote the story based on my interpretation o...
I took a deep breath as my gaze moved across the rows of sophisticated equipment. The room was a bit stuffy from the heat being generated by all of it running at the same time. We had adjusted the air conditioning down twice already, but there was only so much it could do to make headway against the massive amount of power that was being consumed here today....
The idea from this story came from tapeworm, and it was heavily outlined by demos. I owe nearly everything here to them. -- Parker Marson spent every day after school in the basketball locker room. At Toriville High School, basketball was the most important sport. The games were always packed, the pep rallies were wild, and the basketball players were the...
The Teacher Sally Williamson had been the star pupil at her university and despite the wishes of her family had been determined to push forward with a teaching career. Her life had been one of plenty, and she told herself she needed to do something on her own. She had many brief flings at University building up a broad sexual knowledge from the men she dat...
I awaken with the sky, a few birds chirping outside. As I sit up I hear a wagon moving about, not from my window I am facing the outside of town. I get my clothes on glad to be done with the round eye get up then leave my room a revolver in hand to check on the prisoner. I find Ishmael perched atop a chair snoring a little with the Winchester in his hands....
Chapter four Return to the Playpen Mistress Brooke looked on at the sleeping girl that she had once called slave. She thought about the day she had come across her lying in a heap at the side of the road, took her in, and nursed her back to health. Then she thought about how different her own life had become. She had been born male, everyone called her B...
Chapter 11 Neighborhood Bank The subterranean basement of Neighborhood Bank, three floors below ground level, where the armored car drivers took the freight elevator down to deposit monies received from the Federal Reserve Bank, served as a bomb shelter during both World Wars. The employees, who worked with piped in music and filtered air, believed that Hor...
Katrina was wearing a set of thrift store granny panties. She had lost the bet last night. She sort of lost the bet. The club was there, and it was more than she could have ever hoped for. Two naked buff DJ's presided over a standing orgy. Men and women having sex in every combination imaginable. Unfortunately, her friends hadn't seen the club, and hadn't be...
This story is non-erotic. There is no sex in it, not even a mention. It's a story about a man who got a kick in the teeth from life. How he reacted to that, and a path that he found back. The big C is a real bitch, and some of us have had to find a way to put things back together. Or to deal with the loss of our loved ones. In a way this is a story for all t...
Phoebe opened the door of Monica's and Chandler's apartment and saw Rachel standing there with Ross. "And that makes three!" Phoebe exclaimed. Rachel just smiled at her and proceeded to enter the apartment with Ross following her. She saw Monica standing by the television with Joey and Chandler sitting on the sofa. "We're here!" Rachel announced redunda...