The Man Who Fucked His Way across Chelsea and Back Again Ch. 01 One day I became Hugo Posset. How, I can't tell you, but that doesn't matter. I became Hugo Posset, a well respected London art gallery owner, good looking, a mere 22 years of age with a big cock. Before I was Hugo, I was an East End barrow boy, with a penchant for posh girls and an insatiable...
I suggest you read KatieBreckenridge's account of her life as an escort to bring you up on my outcome of her tale. As always I appreciate the talent of other authors in telling their stories. I'm unsure Katie knew how it would feel to be cheated, spurned, and disrespected. Maybe after Jeff gets through letting her know how it felt, she'll have a different v...
"You know I do everything I can to stay out of the personal lives of my teachers so when I ask you this, please know I'm just concerned. Are you sure Our Town is the right choice, Blair?" "First let me say I know why you're asking and I appreciate your concern." She sat up straight and continued. "I think all of us are aware of the lengths you go to in orde...
All That Glitters -- Ch 11 Alien home worlds. The fan is turning, but nothing is sticking to it yet. The FTL probes return with information on not one but two alien home worlds. Because of the amount of abbreviations in this story, I include a glossary: Adm. Admiral, naval rank (see Cmdr.) -- above a captain Capt. Captain, in this series a naval rank...
Going Nuclear Many thanks to those who offered comments and constructive criticism on my previous stories.For those who want to say this or that would never happen, remember this is my universe, a place where nearly anything can, and often does, happen.At least on paper... Please refer to my profile for more on my personal policy regarding comments, feedb...
Dear Friends, I'm sorry you have had to wait a longtime for this chapter but, as usual life got in the way of me completeing this chapter for last month. I would like to take this opportunity to thank my two editors Dragonfire630 and Lunarosa without their help I would be in a mess. I have taken advice from Lunarosa and also lit have given some advice on...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. The Touch Pt. 34 Brothers and their Sisters – Sisters and their Brothers I did not deliberately avoid Emma for the next couple of days but as the weather was holding out we were all picking up outside jobs w...
Hello there. Come right on in. I hope you don't mind my nightgown and me talking to you here from my bed. No! Don't you go getting the wrong idea! My name is Mary Margaret Hawthorne and I'm eighty-six years old. This bed that you see me here in is my hospital bed. You see, I'm dying. No, don't be sad for me. I've lived a long life and all of these people y...
I suppose the well-intentioned threats I received after the last chapter are a good sign. Julie and Red are back for more. I hope you enjoy it. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Julie, are you okay?" I heard from the radio. "Julie, talk to us. Are you alright?" I was frozen in place. Fear gripped me in its icy fingers, while my ears strained to...
Bob Sharpe had stayed behind at Juniper base with a small army of techs and mechanics, and had brought along three truckloads of food and other supplies, along with two small tankers of fuel; one diesel and another of aircraft gas. One of the first things to be unloaded had been one of the smaller diesel generators liberated from one of the Chinese bases, a...