Author's Note: Sorry for the wait. Here is Chapter 4 as promised. This is a longer section than the last, and is one of the things that I wanted to build up to. Hopefully this has more of what some of you have been waiting for. When we last left off Valentina and the rest had left the road for the small comforts of a train station. During that time Valentina...
I had a lot of first with Aileen. Aileen was my first real love and my first imagined girlfriend. She was the first woman I had ever kissed, French kissed. She gave me my first blowjob. I met her so long ago that you'd think I'd forget her, but I never have. I sometimes wonder where she is now and how different my life would have been with her in it. She co...
**It is the 1917 in the heat of the Russian Revolution. After a particularly bitter fall out with Borya, Natasha finds herself in the arms of another man.** *** On a cold December evening in her snug, warm apartment, Natasha set three paintings together against the wall and took another look at them. She had been working on them for a couple of months, an...
Chapter 27 At the same time Lisa was reveling in her dress selection, John was trying to convince the other engineering department heads that the time had come for drastic action. John started off by presenting all the information that the "Sewer Rats" had come up with, including snippets of the snuff films. He followed up with his attempts to bring law en...
Author's note: This account involves revolutionaries and bad attitudes and is not a sex story although sex occurs, as does violence. If you want a stroker, look elsewhere. This story is probably mostly fictional. All sexual acts involve live humans of age 18+. Your thoughtful feedback is appreciated. Editor's note: Revolution raged throughout Europe during...
Chapter Nineteen - Thanks for the Memories Without warning or notice, Kathleen unexpectedly moved from the neighborhood shortly after our day of sexual fun. I wonder if one of the neighbors overhead us talking about our sexual adventures. Maybe someone, other than my four, horny friends, saw her posing and dancing in front of her windows naked. Maybe someon...
This is the central hub for a collection of one-shots and branches set in a single fictional world, Autumn. These tales can be read in effectively any order, and require no introduction. If you want to leap right in, go ahead. Otherwise, a short primer is printed below. Table of Contents I - (Male God) walking out of the endless wilderness. I - A (very botto...
This story was written by myself on another site under the pen name of "Col. Jack Harrison". I was jolted out of my slumber by a telephone call. I got up and saw a number that I dialed before on my caller ID. I had a headache, but I wasn't going to let that stop me from answering THIS call. It was from the head of the Republican Front's South Charleston br...
The sun rose over the City of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti. As is my custom, I rose with it. I didn't get home till the wee hours of the morning, since there was a full moon and I was away in the wilderness, for I had certain urgent matters to tend to. Nevertheless, I woke up rested and refreshed. After showering, getting dressed and eating breakfast, I wa...
It was so unbelievably cold. Bowing her head, Alex pulled her leather jacket tighter around her petite frame as she stumbled across campus. Thoughts of just collapsing under the weight of a ridiculously heavy book bag and the frigid air seemed tempting. 'Go on without me,' she called silently to imaginary hiking mates as she pictured her trembling frame bein...