This is the final "relationships" segment. After this chapter the story focuses on the struggle against Rotkoff. Chapter fourteen - Denise and Andy as reported by Laura. May 1956. After our engagement party, Philip and I did not see Denise for several weeks. We had plenty to keep us busy. Philip was snowed under with reading and research as great chu...
Until the day I die, I will fight you bozos. Seriously. My name is Eric Wahid, and I'm a guy with problems. I was born in the City of Nabatieh, Republic of Lebanon, in early February 1987. My father Joseph Wahid is Ethiopian and my mother Catherine Al-Mansur is Lebanese, of Maronite Christian extraction. I lived an ordinary life in the City of Beirut with my...
"Happy birthday, Ken!" He smiled, knowing that whatever his best friend gave him as a gift, he would love it and cherish it. The gift-wrapped box was large, but the contents within barely made any noise as he gently shook it, so he could not even venture a guess as to what she had bought him. "Consider this both a birthday present and a bit of decoration...
NOTE: Don't forget to hit "Start Game" before you read! Also, there are variables for you to customize! As the story progresses, the game function will track your choices. For example, you won't randomly use a weapon you don't have, or talk to a person who shouldn't be there, that sort of thing. NOTE 2: This is my first (and maybe only, who knows &...
Madison had always been fascinated by the past, and she loved touring the museum looking at the paintings and sculptures. She especially loved the Medieval exhibits. The City museum had the best exhibit because it was set up to recreate the keeps of days past. She imagined, if reincarnation was real, then she must surely have been alive during the time of kn...
RITES OF PASSAGE (The Slutty Crone) By Aleq de Satyr Intro: I have been involved in many worthwhile endeavors over the years. One of them is Community outreach/adult education programs where I meet and interact with older women, "Cougars" if you will. Predominantly white... They are progressive, radical feminist/activists with an undying desire for a...
I had been a bit of a workaholic, but, not so completely to the exclusion of a fulfilled home life, we had a full and varied sex life, my wife, Jacque, had a career of her own, and was very successful in her own right, there was never any jealously, we recognized each others strengths and weaknesses, but, unfortunately, this idilic existence did not last, ce...
All Day Long #2 The second chapter of this saga has less morally or stylistically redeeming qualities than chapter one. I apologize for our first encounter, but I was warming up my rhymes like the sunrise in the beaches of San Juan. The second day of my little trip begins with a mouth-bang stereotype, it continues with a jovially gay Joycean moment, and it...
Bob Gordon got off the bus and hurried to his walkup studio apartment. Once he was safe inside and the door was locked behind him, he turned on the computer that dominated his living space and made a pit stop in the bathroom. While the toilet was still flushing, he returned, removing his jacket and hanging it on the back of the chair and waiting impatiently...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Rosanna burst through heavy doors of brass and oak to relieve herself from the heat of the birthing chamber. She panted deep and desperate breaths. Her chest heaved while drops of sweat dripped down her shapely body, cleaving silk robes to the soft and golden skin beneath. She sla...