Just to refresh your memory I reproduce here the last few words of part 2. Ten years went by. During these years, in the beginning Razia and I exchanged letters nearly every month but soon it came down to a New Year greeting card once a year. A couple of years later this also stopped. In other words I lost contact with her completely. In these years I di...
Lit 6 14-20 14 pick a side Max Stone, the sign read. It was being held by my best friend, Jennifer. Well, she used to be my best friend. She was about to have a real problem. Jennifer hugged me tight and asked, "How are you? Are you still mad at Marty?" "Who me? I'm not mad. I'm just going to sue his ass off. You are going to have to pick your side on thi...
Kevin Adams walked out of his crummy apartment and made his way down the street where he laid up against a tall, rusted, wooden fence crossing his arms and his legs. He took a nice hot shower to wake him up and he dipped some cologne on both his wrist and neck. He did a few push-ups and sit-ups naked before he put on his denim colored t-shirt. Some white spe...
Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in bringing out this chapter. It's longer than usual. Any editing error's are my fault. * Sandy's Bar, Kebbi Creek July 11, 2002, Friday, 19:37 Thick fumes of nicotine assailed Caesar's nostrils as he walked through the beaded curtain into the dimly lit bar room. His eyes automatically scanned the people present. Most o...
Lad... Take it from your grandfather; you will have less time than you think. Look at me; I'm an old man now and I still haven't finished all of the goals from when I was but a callow youth. So, don't waste your time trying to complete the lists that others give you. Finish your own list and tell Mrs. Grundy to go fuck herself. ~~ J. Milton O'Leary ~~ Rese...
by Sadie Rose Bermingham and Bellora Quinn © 2012 CHAPTER SIX As we're now on Chapter Six, regular readers should be well aware that the Rayne Wylde and Xavier Gavrilov stories contain strong elements of M/M love and sex, so for those of you that are new to this series, you have been warned. Although having said that, there isn't actually much sex in this...
Sammy had heard about the gallery from a friend of a friend, who had heard from someone else, and so on. In the end, she googled the name, and went to visit that Saturday. It was a small place in what looked like it was once a warehouse. Unfortunately, when she got there, the lights were off and the door was locked. As she was getting back into her car she h...
Carter reached into the trashcan, searching for food. He didn't care what it tasted like or what condition it was in; he just wanted something to ease the empty throbbing in his stomach. His whole body was racked with pain; he wanted at least one part of his body not to hurt. He was standing under a graffiti-covered bridge while the rain hammered outside. W...
It was all Kristin could do to stay on the road as she came. She hadn't intended to masturbate while driving. But the insanely sexual thoughts pouring through her mind and the powerful need coursing through her body made it hard to resist. And the short skirt and tight panties made it so easy. After three hours of driving and thinking of little else beside...
Chapter One Opportunity Knocks The slave was hanging from the ceiling. Her feet just touched the ground. If she stood on her toes, the strain on her shoulders was eased a bit. She was naked of course. Leather cuffs encircled her wrists. There were rings on them that were hooked to a chain in the ceiling. The chain was embedded into a solid piece of oak tha...