There is a refrain from a song that keeps playing over and over in my head. I don't even remember for sure where it came from. I think it was something from the Kingston Trio back in the mid to late Sixties although I wouldn't bet on it. It goes: "What to do with a drunken sailor, what to do with a drunken sailor, what to do with a drunken sailor early in t...
The Newly Divorced Resort Day One The excitement of taking this trip today had made it difficult to sleep last night and I hoped I'd be able to catch a nap on my flights. I still wasn't sure what to expect at the Resort, but decided that I was going to do my best to enjoy myself and not overthink anything this week. Go with the flow I told myself and let's...
There was a lot to be done in those last days, and no time to do it. Item one: Make Miss Kathy and B co-executors of our estate. It came as no surprise to anyone that people preferred to call them as a couple, and it was a rare instance when you mentioned one without the other. Item two: Have B turn theme albums into chronological scrapbooks. Item three: Hav...
Sarah brings a friend. Seraph's degradation continues. Most of the same themes from part 1 continue. ****************************** Seraph woke to the sounds of slow passion. He blinked away his sleep and propped himself up on his elbows. He was still on Sara's bed, still surrounded by the candles, and still confused. He saw Sara, his childhood friend, en...
It was a week after the vacation and I had noticed that Paulette was reacting to me oddly. I've asked Peggy about it, but she told me that things would work out. Peggy has sent Paulette an e-mail telling her to come to my office at 4:45. Peggy has already gone for the day. Paulette shows up promptly, looking so worried that I immediately shut down my Mystery...
Chapter One Kidnapped Derek tried to remember when he first saw it now. When all of this first started happening, he thought he was going to go nuts. He was able to hold them off in their plans for a few weeks, and before long he was convinced he'd be safe from their plans indefinitely. He was wrong. Feminine voices giggled behind him in the darkness. Hi...
I'd got a leaflet from the temple earlier and was flicking through it. The scotch in one hand was nicely dulling the pain while I glanced at what the temple was offering. A full range of voluntary euthanasia packages: Friend and Family Final Party - A sumptuous party with 5 course meal, live music and a guaranteed Black pill to end your personal party quic...
This is another departure from my normal type of story. I hope the readers will receive this tale as well as they did my prior story in this vein, The Trail West. As always, constructive comments, critiques, and emails are hoped for and appreciated. This story is loosely based and greatly inspired by the song Winterborn by the Cruxshadows. I'm not usually...
Note: First I want to give a heads up for those of you into the fetish of hair, but not incest. This story has a little more incest in it, but I have marked it with the following: %%. When you see that, that means that the next section contains incest so that way you can skip over it until you see: /%%. The incest parts are not yet crucial to the story line,...
It took most of the afternoon to suck each cock presented before me. Rather than tire of the action, the taste of the sperm hitting the back of my throat, I found myself craving the next hard dick, wondering what that man's semen would taste like. Would it be salty? A little sweet? Sour, perhaps. All I knew was that with each cock, my hunger grew. When the...