Sequel to What are the odds? Dear reader. This is set in Australia. We spell colour, with a 'u'. We have arses. We are sometimes arses. OK, most of the time we are arses. 'Shit' is one of our most versatile words. 'Fuck' is punctuation and sometimes 'Cunt' is a diminutive sobriquet. "Naw, lookit the little cunt." I'm sorry in advance for the legwork you may...
New readers: Don't start reading here, it'll make no fucking sense, regardless of my little recaps. Take it from the top. ==================================== I turn 40 years old tomorrow. Well on my way to 50 fucking years old. I certainly don't feel like I'm on my way to 50, although I might look it a little bit. More gray coming into my hair and beard...
Chapter 4: The Warring Sisters Author's Note: Welcome back! I hope you enjoy this new chapter of Fourth Vector. Just as a reminder, I'm not an expert on naval terminology. While I do try to offer a level of realism to fit the story, I do take plenty of liberties on describing the ships and roles. Remember, this is a work of fiction. Don't expect full accura...
(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun. This...
Brooklyn I smiled as my gaze traveled over the elegant wedding invitation. Mr. James Watson Hurley had asked for the hand of Ms. Jacqulyn Leigh Perry in matrimony. I'd placed Ms. Perry as a companion with Mr. Watson almost eighteen months ago, setting them up in private villa in Italy for six weeks. They'd seemed very happy during my follow up call, and I w...
Play Testers Wanted: Pt. 12 First, I hope this finds you healthy and happy. This one was another fun piece to write and flesh out as it went. Feel free to vote, comment, and offer up suggestions. I'll take them into consideration if I can. Earth 9919: Impossible and Beyond Mist shrouded trees greeted me on the other side. I pulled up and easily rose above...
Brooklyn It was almost eight, and I stretched languorously, trying to throw off the drowsiness that was attempting to drag me back into slumber. I didn't have to get up early today. For the first time in almost eight months, I had a few days off. I often worked seven days a week, but I didn't mind. My job was exceptionally rewarding, and while my hours and...
Please comment, critique, praise and vote. Your feedback is immensely motivating! Chapter 1: Where There's Smoke... Annika Whenever I sit out on my balcony (and I say 'balcony' with a great sense of irony, but my humble studio apartment with its fenced ledge suits me and my needs just fine) and light a joint, I always do so inconspicuously. Or so I h...
Chapter 1 Karly and I laid together in the bed. I was on my back, her lovely body pressed against mine. Comfort and relaxation poured from her and into me. Something about her always made me feel at peace. Safe, and warm and comfortable. Her head was pillowed on my chest, her hair pressed to my face, bathing me in the sweet vanilla scent that I now always...
Author's Notes: 'Satyr Play 2' is a continuation of my surprisingly well-received first attempt to dabble in the realm of magic. Obviously, I learned nothing from the first as, in this story, I continue to ride roughshod over preconceived notions and the 'established guidelines' of the genre. Mea Culpa. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the ba...