Chapter 03: The Night before the Wedding Asleep, Ilyana dreamt of the night before her wedding. She retired from the feast prepared in her honor early - lacking an appetite due to her apprehension of the coming nuptials the following day. The Zamoran went to bed afraid of the Turanians and depravities supposedly practiced in their seraglios. She tried mas...
Ladies it's me Mary 'The Magic Flute Player' Larson and if you remember my claim to fame then I think you'll want to hear what I have to say. Do you consider the men in your life nothing but big, hulking, forceful if not suave, hunks of over confident hairy-chested machismo? How much of your valuable time do you waste just trying to train these beasts just t...
I paced outside my house nervously. I had never done anything quite this risqué. Oh sure, I had met off the internet for sex before but I had stuck to some personal rules which always involved meeting in a public place and my driving myself. But my current situation had left me few options. I could go without sex or I could revise my MO. The situation itsel...
My, you're a tall drink of water. Do you mind telling me what's on your menu for tonight? Yes, I like meat. I haven't had really good meat...hmmm...actually, I haven't had any meat at all...in such a long time. I'm craving it tonight. No, not rare. It has been rare for much too long. And good veggies. I like variety with one prime loin. And it doesn't have...
The time is 2009. The place is Boston, Massachusetts. The man is yours truly, Kurt Linwood. And by the time I'm done with this story, you suckers will definitely remember the name. By day, I am a patrol officer with the Boston Police Department. By night, I'm something else entirely. I am performing voluntary community service by taking out the trash, folks....
Chapter One: Richard's Introduction In the year 1876, Lord Richard Blanchester had taken over the Lordship on his father's rather premature death, at the age of 46. His mother Lady Clarabelle Blanchester had died just after his sister's birth, some 18 years ago. When his mother died Richard was only five, and had missed her terribly. He and his sister wer...
This is a Summer Lovin' Contest Please give me the courtesy of your vote. All characters in the story are all over the age of 18-years-old. * A retired stripper and prostitute goes in business for herself "Debbie, Dear Debbie, Be honest. Tell me the truth. In the way that women barely wear any clothes during the summer, are all women whores?" Signed,...
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It took me half the night to read the report on Mr. Greg Sands. Several times I had to put the report down and have a slug of straight whiskey. The report had shaken me to my very core. I might have known my friend Sandman at 18 years of age but the person at 28 was a sick twisted animal. The report gave me all the answers I was looking for and I thanked Go...
Peter was my friend first and we're still great friends... I thought it would be good to establish the chronology of events before we get too far into the story. Peter was a golf buddy and we met through another friend about six months back. With the weather getting colder and golf season winding down, we started hanging out for drinks more than golfing. A...