Even the most populous cities can seem repetitive when all the streets are empty, namely when you're driving around the outskirts of such a city for a prolonged amount of time. Matt began to notice how the road seemed to repeat itself before Nick did, but he didn't want to mention anything. Nick had become more and more excitable as time wore on, and he cou...
Danny sat at the bar of the Holiday Inn nursing his fourth double scotch, espousing to the man beside him the reasons why his company was the best designer and distributor of accounting software in the world. Danny was a large man in his forties and was running to fat. He was dressed in a travel-weary navy-blue business suit, a crumpled white shirt now open...
***This is the first chapter in a short novel I've started, any feedback will help keep things moving along, thanks*** * His eyes slid slowly over the worm ridden corpse before him. He felt the bile rise up from his stomach and nudge at his throat. He held it down and closed his eyes and nose from the sight and smell. He backed slowly away from the dead ho...
This story is the sixth in an ongoing series of Batgirl adventures, mainly based on characters in the early Batman comics and that wonderful '60s TV series but with the timeline brought up to the present. Warning! This fictional story contains strictly ADULT content and is ONLY intended for mature readers and for personal use. No copyright infringement is i...
This story is not so much about the adventures of Batgirl, but more about the developing sexuality of Barbara Gordon. The storyline continues on from 'The Price of Silence' and once more includes the character of Jennifer Goodbody AKA Sparrow, as well as Selina Kyle AKA Catwoman (did I really need to say that?). In recent times, there seems to have been a h...
Even in today's Net enabled society some things still needed to be done in person. There were some financial and legal transactions which Victoria needed to handle in the City - most were for Chalis, but there were some personal matters she wished to attend to as well. She had decided to bring Violet along to help, and for company. Once business was attended...
My name is Jeremy Saint Pierre. A six-foot-three, kind of chubby but still handsome, short-haired black man with dark brown skin and pale brown eyes. At first glance, I seem like any minority youth in the big city. Strolling down the street in my black leather jacket, red T-shirt, blue jeans and Texan-style black boots. I'm thrice a minority, folks. And not...
** This is the first story I have ever written, and is dedicated to Countess DeWinter. Thank you for being my inspiration and for giving me the confidence to try something like this. ** * * * * * "Lady Martin..." Her mind barely registered the words, lost in a fantasy world of adventure and dashing heroes, as she tried desperately to forget, if just for a...
It was a Friday afternoon and I was just strolling along, heading homeward. I’d been at a funeral that afternoon, a great-uncle of mine had recently deceased and I was duty bound to make an appearance. I had barely known the man, but when your mother says “You will be at the funeral, won’t you” a wise man knows the answer is yes. The reason I mention the fu...
Despite celebrities considers themselves some kind of special people, they’re just like us, the common ones, and they can live the same problems or embarrassing experiences that normal people could face. In this story, we will see that happen: Different celebrities, females, will live some curious and naughty adventures, in which they will lose all her cloth...