To rid myself of thoughts about Mr. Cooper's unexpected exploration of my womanhood and his apparent willingness to let me examine his genitalia I had spent the entire morning and early afternoon sprawled on my back on top of my bed re-reading "Becumming a Woman" written by a blonde co-ed named Roxanne. Written as a diary she reported all of her naughty exp...
I agreed to meet Martin for lunch the next afternoon because I was still angry and hurt and I wanted to see just how far my husband was willing to take the whole thing when he knew that it was against my wishes. When we walked into the restaurant Martin was pretty much as Lucinda had described and he was clever and charming and immediately put Jeremy and I...
This is just a short story, totally unrelated to my other efforts. It's not as full on as my other stories, so if the harder stuff is what you want, move on now. Some of the places in this story exist, but the story itself is purely fantasy. "Strip!" Sally shouted. "Fuck off!" Was Holly's predictable reply. They were playing a game of truth or dare wi...
Two soldiers go hiking Neither Eddie or Cath could have imagined what the day would hold for them as they set out on a hike that day through the mountains. They had both been soldiers for six years and were now returning to civilian life, and on the advice of a counsellor, the same counsellor, they had joined a hiking club to try and find new friends. They...
A year ago, when Jacob Dorval moved to the City of Montreal, Quebec, to attend the University of Montreal, he felt sorely out of place. Born in the town of Quartier Morin, northern Haiti, Jacob came of age in a rather turbulent era. A decade after the Quake which devastated the City of Port-Au-Prince, Capital of Haiti, the island was still struggling. The...
Being Sheriff of Tuckahoe County, Tennessee means I get to see a lot of things. I say, “get to see”, but sometimes, I’d rather they just left me out of it entirely. Some of the things I’m called upon to take care of aren’t much fun, like when Clarence Upton’s boy wrapped his old blue convertible around that big oak at the end of Miller’s Lane. Not pretty, th...
Godwin - 3750 C.E. "How many incidents have there been now?" Paul was asked. "A few," he answered. "Six, in fact," said the dark hued security officer who'd flown in from the Interplanetary Union's administrative offices near Pluto. "Three reported at the university. Two between here and your home. And one that destroyed your home; or at least most of i...
This story is intended for adult audiences only. All characters found within are above 18 years of age. This is the third chapter in a series centered on the heroine Kanesha Connors. This story was written with the help and approval of the lovely Aerielle. She is the inspiration of the lovely Kanesha and her perils. She has been a huge help in developing the...
A NOTE TO OUR READERS: Thank you for your kindnesses toward our story. It has been a challenge to relive this. It may take a while to get all of this written out but we will. Drop me an email if you have questions. Several of you have and your encouragement is just that. Thank you all. WE CONTINUE... I woke up at 5:30 and ran five miles and came in to tak...
My name is Ira Petrova, and there are two reasons why everybody wants me. First of all, I sell it all. If you've got an addiction, then for a price, I can help you in your race to hit rock bottom. Over the years, I've worked my way up from being a girl with a backpack full of felonies, barely making a profit, to being the queen of my own little empire. Whet...