My dear sister, Anya, I just realized it's rather irregular of me to use your name when addressing these letters. I think I am beginning to miss you. Are you beginning to miss me stopping by every other day to ask for a loan? Things are only getting stranger here on Ambrosia Ranch, now that I've arrived, but at least I know at long last what's going on her...
copyright April/2010 I hadn't really thought or planned to continue this story. I felt that the first one was complete and finished at a good place. You can blame or thank, which ever, Denham Forrest AKA The Wanderer for this continuation. At the end of his stories he always writes "Life goes On" and when asked explained, to me and others, that the lives o...
[This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictitious and any resemblance to actual p...
In the morning, Mark woke up to Solara sleeping in front of him and Laruun cuddled up against his back and it appeared that everyone else had also decided to relocate their beds to the floor. He extracted himself out from between the sleeping beauties and found his way to the galley which was an open area the width of the ship right behind the bridge. Thin...
This novella is an exploration of numerous subjects including romance, a form of polygamy, incest, and mild, submissive themes along with a passionate love involving the main characters. Along with all of the topics mentioned above, is a very intriguing mystery based on the idea of exposing the existence of sex slavery rings. It will be difficult to follow t...
Turning north onto Country Road 27, I was just a few short miles from my destination. The little town of Texas Creek, Colorado lie just a mile or so ahead. The Lazy K Ranch, my grandfather's place, was just a few miles north of the community. Texas Creek wasn't much of a town. A dozen or so houses and a convenience store that served as a café, gas station a...
© Andyhm. 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or o...
I do not know why I was bothering to look for my Abaya, the traditional long sleeves ankle length Muslim dress. The chances of me staying in it once my meeting was over were slim My Hijab however would remain on. I adjusted it as I looked in the mirror, yes it would remain until one of the men wanted to deliver the final humiliation and remove it My name i...
CHAPTER 1 Dodge Blueitt was independent and tended to ignore instructions to perform low-priority work. Beef rancher Sloan Silver would have fired him years ago except Dodge was the best worker he'd ever had. The cheerful drifter had appeared eleven years back in rain asking for a meal and enough gas for his jalopy to get to the nearest town. Sloan's new w...
Please read Chapters 1 to 3 they will help you understand the characters and how they got to this point in the story. Your constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. Thanks for taking the time to read and follow this story. ******************** "The old trading post sure has changed since the last time I saw it," Jim said. "Cole's C...