Chapter Fourteen: Crisis and Conclusion Hawk I snapped the phone closed and looked at the crew. Gretchen had somehow come through with a description of our guy. True, he might not be the killer, but he was the best suspect or witness that I had. The connection with the Right Reverend was more than a little confusing, but once we had all the players in hand...
Abigail Whistler moved through the motions of a complicated martial arts kata to the tune of the music blaring through the earphones connected to her MP3 player. It had been six months since Blade had appeared and disappeared in her life in the matter of a couple of days. Her father dead, Whistler had only Blade to turn to for guidance. King was far more of...
The sun chinked through a slat in my bedroom blinds when I woke up this morning. Turning away from the glint of sunlight, I could not believe how wet my pussy was. It was almost a week since a cock had sliced its way between my cunt lips. I'd created a new sexual abstinence record, an unbelievable achievement for an outrageously filthy fuck slut like me....
The rain pattered lightly against the window as she sat in her comfortable leather chair. She had been reviewing her next patients file in order to familiarise herself with his particulars prior to the meeting and had, without realising, slipped away into one of the daydreams that seemed to be occurring with alarming regularity these days. She had been refle...
Carcassonne, Chapter Four – To Hell and Back © Bad Hobbit Rodrigo arose early the next morning, and made straight for the battlements. Less than ten minutes later, he returned, breathless. "Don Carlos," he called, urgently to me as he burst in through the bedroom door, "the signal!" We had passed the night before we arrived in Carcassonne at a small, rath...
"Are we whores?" Liz turned from the mirror where she was applying her makeup and stared at her roommate. "Are we whores? What do you mean?" "Are we prostitutes?" Christy clarified as she checked out a black spandex outfit and a red latex dress. "I mean, we're paid to be at the club. We're paid to be sexy and hang around. No one ever said we had to have s...
Almost two long weeks had passed since my first meeting with my new slave Candy. Our first encounter was special and my sexy new sub had not left my mind since he walked out of my door. His juicy ass and hard thick cock have filled my thoughts each day since. I had found myself wildly attracted to Candy and lusting for him constantly. After deciding that te...
"How did I get myself into this mess" I ask myself as I change the water again. I had no idea a beauty parlor could get this dirty. "When you're finished the windows, you can wipe down and disinfect the tanning bed." Susan barked from the other room. "Shore ting Bozz" I answer. "I don't need any of your smartass back-talk either." Susan retorted. She was...
Jonathan and Rita had first crossed paths over the internet; a gaming site both favored providing the introduction. They shared a love of writing, of words and they exchanged tales, stories all which finally led to their meeting. He traveled to her for the first time, a stranger in a strange land but the lady who greeted him upon his arrival made him feel a...
Yvonne here again helping/editing Erin's story. Truth is Erin needs very little help. She's a natural writer. Mrs. Johnson, my middle school English teacher, would be very proud of Erin's writing (and mine, I think) if she didn't die of a heart attack from the contents. I'll turn it over to Erin now. Erin here, HOLY SHIT what a night I'd already had! If you...