Chapter 1 The BMW pulled into the carpark and rolled to a stop. Morgan Vech looked at his passenger. "God I wish we didn't have to do this!" He moaned, The girl sitting beside of him grinned. "Stop worrying dad. It won't be that bad." Morgan had finalised the sale of his business to Raygorn Designs this afternoon. The dinner this evening at an expensive...
Please read the first chapters of this story. As she stepped into the shower, Barbara knew she really didn't have a desire to fuck Tom tonight. All she wanted to do was sleep, she was tired. But she could tell how he touched her, when she headed to the shower, that he had a deep desire to make love to her. She knew her husband like a book! Her husband had...
Author's forward: I am not and probably will never be a professional writer. I have however had a great time, trying to tell a tale creatively that I have not had an opportunity to do since Freshman College Creative Writing class, over 38 years ago. Yes I'm sure I need an editor. After self-editing this story well over a half-dozen times, declaring it ready...
I was told by someone who knows that I should mention that the characters in this story were originally in 'Enabling' and "Hooking Jörmungandr". While I tried to make this story complete on it's own, there are details there which may flesh things out a bit more. Also, keen readers will notice there maybe be some inconsistencies between the three. Well...they...
I look up from my book, startled by the clomping of boots on the porch of the hideaway to which I was brought last night to fulfill a promise. Situated on a dirt road, miles from the main highway that snakes through this range of the Appalachian Mountains, so remote are we that the electrical grid barely stretches here and cable TV and cell phone service are...
Disclaimer: "Click on Chat" is an erotic thriller that touches on bondage, smoking fetish, cross dressing and other adult themes. As such it is intended only for mature readers. It is a total work of fiction and any similarities between the characters and actually persons living or dead is only by chance. Laws differ between states about what constitutes "ju...
Chapter 1 Lying here in bed, just staring at the ceiling, the glow of the morning sun making the room an amber light. I can also feel the fresh breeze on my face, as the window is open now due to the warm nights. Spring is here. Soon it will be summer again. It will be my first summer in Lemsford Village. My place of residence for the last seven months, try...
Light rain had been drifting down from the heavens all morning. The dark, foreboding rain clouds above might actually be smoke, and the drizzle falling to the earth could be spurting from an emergency sprinkling system which had been set off due to it. However, the only trace of fire in the Green Hills Cemetery resided in Penelope Baker's heart, which had be...
"Excuse me. Do you need some help with that?" he asked trying not to scare her as she grabbed bags from the trunk of her car. "Oh. Hi, there. Um, yes. That would be very nice. Thank you," she said. "Here. Let me grab a couple of those for you," he said as he reached for two of the four paper bags full of groceries she was carrying inside her house. "I kno...
Ian woke at the crack of noon with his muscles feeling tight, slightly burning as if he'd just gotten back from an intense workout. 'Though...' His eyes popped open in surprise when he realized his body wasn't sore. In fact, he felt refreshed --like he'd just slept ten hours instead of less than half that. He noticed his newest companion was awake next to hi...