Part 1 As Bill and Cecilia were lying in bed Thursday night, they were reminiscing about the Club's events that morning. "Bill, what were you doing with Wendy this morning? I thought you were supposed to be going to a bedroom while Rhonda and I were romancing Jay." "Wendy pleaded with me to stay in the viewing lounge to see what Don and Jim would do with...
I grabbed the icy glass and turned to scan the room. The music pulsed and I could feel the bass in my chest. Throngs of people swayed and undulated with arms in the air. The spotlights raced over the bodies. I did not like many things about the club scene, but I liked dancing enough to ensure I wouldn't stay away too long. "What did you get?" my friend Me...
I want to take the time to thank Pawwriter for his help in editing and suggestions... Thank you. * Ruri woke to an empty bed. She didn't panic or feel any concern. She knew there was nothing to fear, the bond was forged now, and she could feel her Master through it. Even if he was a thousand miles away she would know exactly where he was. She stretched an...
Burning the late night oil in the form of his Lightning bug jar James Ian Pryce finally settles back with the hard bound book Cameron Scott had brought back over a week ago. Never seeming to find the time to look it over. One thing after another calling him away. He wanted to dig in due to being a History buff. This book looked ancient. Yet, well preserved....
I walked home, heels clicking on the pavement, feeling full of life. What had I done? Something completely out of the ordinary, and it had left me feeling, well, amazing. The world seemed brighter, sharper, louder—Like I had been looking at the world through dirty sunglasses, and now I'd taken them off. I got back to my flat and climbed the stairs; let mysel...
Prologue "I swore loyalty to the protectors, Guild of Black Rainforest City in the Kingdom of Jundoest. I swore I will protect citizens against any form of violence. I will protect the weaks, poors, widows and orphans." Serment of the protectors, 2615. I love the old french word of serment. As an historian, I could tell this guild had done a good work, a...
The following is not a new installment of my Doin' The Boss series, but it does have its genesis there. It features my former boss K. Linford Little, and of course me, but it can be read by itself. Enjoy. This is so embarrassing and I was never going to write this down, but in retrospect in speaking with Melody about the actual act and her reaction, well,...
Hi all A fun flirty conversation with a lady friend of mine resulted in me telling her about a real life episode that happened to me some 35 years ago. She loved it that much that she pleaded with me to put it down and submit it here. I being the shy retiring type (honest!) I said no, but the more I thought about it, the more I thought I would surprise her....
OK, Here is part 2. I wrote this for a friend, and I'm posting it as its already done, as part ones ratings were an all time low for me. I don't mind the low ratings as much as the complete lack of constructive criticism. If you want better things to read, tell authors what you like & don't like. * So..a quick recap. My wife is a dirty slut who trapped me...
Hopelessness squeezed Hannah's stomach and tears filled her eyes. The wet laundry turned into a blur of colors, as she pulled each item from the washer and threw it into the dryer. The basement screen door creaked open and slammed shut. Approaching footfalls were heavy. They stopped close behind her. "Come back outside when you're done." Chief Willie's to...