Bright moonlight peeked through the leaves of the trees, dappling the worn dirt trail and providing just enough light for Mist-Rolling-Softly's keen eyes to safely guide her footsteps down the path. She quietly practiced saying her newly-awarded Druid name as she picked her way carefully over the stones and roots which threatened to engulf the ancient route;...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself, using Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned. *.*.*.* "You're not my father; you can't tell me what to do," sixteen year old Gloria Esposito sneered at her daddy, Jared Broussard. Jared resist...
Sally Lincoln I had been lazy all day, still in my favorite terrycloth bathrobe when I answered the insistent knocking on the door. "I need help." "What is it?" I said, ushering her inside. The door clicked shut on the sun drenched afternoon, and my fingers fiddled with a strand of hair. How I must look to her? My neighbor, Alyssa McDonald, flowed into...
Prologue: Sati The story so far, from Were-Tigress: Book 1 of Real Amazons, Real Magic Bob, a loving husband and father, finds a grimoire and begins learning magic, then meets two compelling women: Morgan and Mari. Morgan is young and stunning while Mari, older and intending psycho-sexual hypnotic ownership over Bob, becomes a were-tigress in order to forc...
Chapter 1 Mary looked at the photograph on her desk. It was a digital photograph; Tiffany had taken it at their Halloween party. Mary, in man's suit, long brown hair stuffed into a fedora, plastic machine gun tucked under one arm, stood next to Thomas, dressed in his police uniform. On the other side of Thomas, dressed in man's suit, blonde hair stuffed in...
Copyright June 2005. All rights reserved. May not be copied or published without express written permission from the author. This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to persons living or dead is entirely coincidental. * Chapter 01 -- 1991 A Political Junkie Finds Sexuality I remember the first time we met. It was 1983 and I had volunteered to work for...
Courtney Connors was one of those girls everyone called hot. Red hot. Courtney had been every guy’s dream girl in high school back in the late 80s, but I got to know her at the Stone Harbor Golf Club where I worked as a cart attendant and she as a cart girl. For those who aren’t golfers, the cart girl is a sort of waitress on wheels. She drives a golf car...
A/N: So here I am back with a new chapter, I was hoping to pay tribute to some of the iconic scenes from both the In Death books and Ghost in the Shell anime. The thing with recreating the iconic chase scene in the original anime is that it's hard to make a good description of it. So if any of you got any advice on how I could fix it, I would greatly appreci...
He was sitting at his desk thumbing through paperwork the day guard had left for him. It appeared they had a new inmate arrive late and there was no time to finish the processing of her. "HER?" He shouted out loud. Yes that was correct... The prison system was integrating female prisoners into its all male facility making it the first co-existent compound o...
They arose, still groggy from their love making of the night before. He leaned over, kissed her forehead and slipped his hand down to cup her hind cheek. "Awake my lady, tis time for us to break camp and continue our journey." She rolled her head out from the covers while pressing her ass harder into his hand. "As you wish, but I require some food to brea...