On Wednesday afternoon, Camilla, with blonde hair and blue eyes again, was in her class, 'Literature: Forms and Approaches.' Her teacher, Dr. Martin, a handsome, silver-haired Englishman in his late fifties, both attracted and repelled her--he looked and sounded a lot like Richard Dawkins, the advocate of atheism, a man whose lack of religious faith offended...
The Feasting This bloodline was strong, I'd been warned for years and now felt it in the air as I approached the manor. They were secretly immigrants, as the mother was estranged sister to the Dutch Abraham Van Helsing. Her family exiled her when she was caught sleeping with a Paganist, and Britain has never been fond of foreigners. The father was a direct...
Alyssa let Helene cry against her shoulder, rubbing the aquatic girl's back as she wept. Whispering soothing words in her ear, she waited until Helene had cried herself out, then said quietly, "Let's go have a lie down." Helene nodded and let the blonde lead her out of the Officers' Lounge into the corridor beyond. The door to Faye's room slid aside after A...
Disclaimers: Reading the earlier parts is advisable to get the back story and preamble and to make sense of tale. There will be cheating and betrayals so you you have been warned. The tags are there for a reason, so don't bitch about the cheating after the warning as it is getting tiresome. Tiresome like being in lock-down for several weeks. The Devils Cuc...
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I delayed the drafting of this chapter because I needed to balance my writing with other pursuits. I also sought the right inspiration for telling this part of the tale. Dire Warning: Overall, the tone of this chapter does not vary much from previous installments, with magic and suspense. The erotic passages contain some dickgirl sex and plenty of cum infla...
Black-haired, black-eyed, 'Goth' Camilla finished her classes late on Wednesday afternoon, and, wearing bright makeup, high heels, and the sexy black dress Patrick had bought for her, she went to the house of her Dr. Mason, her new therapist, for her first session with him. His house was in a quiet neighbourhood in North York; here is where, in his private p...
"Holy shit!" Dana blurted out, her eyes like saucers as she stared at the shattered bed. "How hard were you fucking her in the ass?!" John was sitting on the mattress in the middle of all the destruction and protested, "Not enough to break the bed!" Irillith kissed him on the shoulder and gave him a dreamy smile. "Actually, it was all very sensual and lovi...
Jay stood in the hallway, wondering again, why he was here. All those years he'd thought she was insane, or at least a little mad, and now he felt in danger of believing her. He wasn't even sure what he needed to say to her. He visited her regularly; each week, but they'd kept those visits fairly simple. She always wanted to know how he was. But she wasn't...
I had always been psychic. I can recall being a child, when my then absentee mother, would get angry at me for finishing her sentences. I didn't really know what to call it then and for much of my life I hid this fact, although I did often take advantage of it, sometimes even for less than ethical reasons. It wasn't until detective John Scott came out to th...