I met Joanne in an internet chat room in June of 2003. She was a regular visitor to that room, and had lots of friends there. Although I wasn't a newbie to chat, I hadn't been going to that room. The chat room was really good: lots of very intelligent people having deep discussions. I liked going there a lot. The highlight of that room for me, though, was J...
Hey Everyone, I know, I know, I'm late. It's just I got really caught up with my other series So I'm Not a Vampire? (which is now finished! Yay!) and I just haven't been doing my editing duty. I won't lie, willione (a member on lit) was the one who reminded me. And thank you for calling me out, sometimes I get so caught up in other stories that I lose trac...
Fred Plisken was a harmless local drunk always sitting quietly with a beer in hand at his favourite bar known as 'The Ankou'. He liked to sit there watching the comings and goings of patrons as they drank, chatted and played chance in the human mating rituals. Today he had noticed a man dressed in blue jeans and a long-sleeved check shirt sitting at a boot...
My story is taken directly from an English translation of a Grimm Brother's tale, embellished with a few characters of my own to create a new interpretation. All credit goes to them for the story's base. Please be aware that this story contains a mixture of Loving Wives, NonConsent/Reluctance, First Time, Mind Control, and Voyeur/Exhibition. All characters...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** Fall colors flashed past the car window as the narrow road took another winding turn. In the passenger seat, Jenna tried to track their course on the map, but the blue dot kept jumping around erratically. "Shit. No signal," she said. "No problem," her brother Mike said, his eyes...
A/N: This story takes place during season 2 of Once Upon A Time. "Regina? Ms. Mills?" Dr. Whale. He was still talking. "Have you understood everything I've told you?" "Yes." Regina had asked for a glass of water while he explained it to her. Twenty grueling minutes. Now, she ran her finger over the rim of the glass. "Car accident. Brain damage. Amnesia....
"Late in the evening, when the King's daughter is asleep, you must fetch her out of her bed, and bring her here to wait upon me..." –"The Blue Light," The Brothers Grimm Once upon a time... That's usually how these things are supposed to begin, isn't it? I guess the story I'm about to tell is something like a fairytale. Only there's a lot more unsavory ele...
There are moments in the night when the brain is neither wake nor asleep, when the mind wonders listlessly in a shallow sleep. It was here where Tom's brain drifted. It had been a long day and he wanted nothing more than to slip into a deep, dreamless sleep. It was all he could think about as he and Aresta walked back to his apartment in a state of total ex...
David Jones stood atop Cefn Bryn, one of the higher points on the Gower Peninsula. It was early spring, or late winter, depending on how you wanted to look at it, and the air was unusually clear for the season. The twenty-or-so houses and pastures that made up Nicholaston spread out at the bottom of the hill, about a hundred feet down, and pressed up against...
So, it's been a while but this is the latest in R&R, I recommend reading parts 1-3 for plot development but if you like being confused and bewildered well then just read this one :D Enjoy! *** A soft, warm hand caressed my crotch and for a second I thought I was still dreaming, but no there was no doubt a moment later when the hand began to massage my hard...