This is the story of Sara, a Dutch woman, who is captured by the Barbary pirates on her way to the Dutch East Indies. She is given as a present to the Bey, the ruler of Tunis. The Tunisian sun was not burning yet this early on a morning in 16th century Tunisia. The bright morning glory was making the bay look azure blue and made all the flour particles in...
This is the first installment of a new series that will be in the Sci fi/Fantasy category. It is more of an introduction to the rest of the series, so it might not be as steamy as the next segments. ***** It was almost 6pm when the bus rolled into the stop outside of the flat terrain near Olivet, Illinois. Forgetting this quaint and boring town 20 miles...
Chapter Six: Taking the plunge From the silence that followed my agreement to go away, I assumed that I had caught them all off guard; they had all marshaled their arguments for my expected resistance and now had to reorganize their thoughts. That amused me in a kind of dark way. While Keven was making a phone call, Danny opened the door and let the detect...
Conclusion Well, I left you hanging at the end of the first chapter so here we go continuing this fictional tale of woe and marital discord for our friend, the famous E. R. doctor, Dr. Jon Williamson. I stared at the report through my tired eyes. Three thirty AM is not the time to get anything new started. As expected, my blood type was O+. I knew my son...
I know, it's my first time posting here and it's a story where they don't even kiss, so go figure. Probably belongs on some kind of "Twilight Zone" type of site but I don't know of any. I still like it though. * Karen knew she should not stop for the hitchhiker. It was just not a good idea for her to do that, but she did anyway. She just had to. It was pou...
The key on the rose trellis was easier to find. It was mid day on the 27th of July. I had been gone one day shy of 4 weeks and had cut it close. Laura would probably come in sometime during the night and spend until Saturday the 31st with me. As I entered through the back door I saw the telephone on the kitchen wall. Having made the commitment to take Laura...
Old Mrs. Cartwright was retiring. She had been my secretary for the past 5 years and my dad's for many years before that. We had a short Friday afternoon retirement party for her and Monday morning I started interviews for her replacement. My name is Bill and I am the owner of HI-TECH COMPUTER SOFTWARE, a company started by my dad as an accounting, income t...
Prelude: The Beginning Annika "Anastasia" Marshall was staring at her body in the mirror, thinking. She was twenty-two years old, but physically barely looked 17. Her breasts were too small in her opinion, barely a C cup, and her pussy rather generic; not terribly tight, but not loose, not the prettiest thing, but not hideous either, just plain. Her hips we...
Remember Zena from the previous story. She's back. One more thing, there is one more chapter and this story will be done. Thank you everyone who took out time to follow this tale. I truly hoped you enjoyed it. It is self-edited, and there will more than likely be errors. I apologize in advance. Please do not let the mistakes you find ruin the story for yo...
Chapter 1 The Present It's been four years since I blew up my wonderful marriage and lost the love of my life of 18 years. I'd like to say it was a drunken binge and I didn't know what I was doing but that would be a lie. Was I getting a revenge fuck for an unfaithful wife? Hell, no! My wife is the most loving, loyal, faithful not to mention sexiest woman I...