(1) Remember, this is chapter 14. Depending on what the reader wants, maybe this is a story on its own, or maybe it needs the background of the previous chapters; (2) For the lazy among you, Jack was a lonely gamer who got laid off. He was also into cross dressing and many other fetishes in a big way. In his despair and loneliness, he answered an ad on a Fe...
"Anderson!" I turned toward the voice, it was soft and yet commanding. Walking towards me was Lieutenant Richard Grimm, his last name rather fitting. His humor was dark and he generally was the bearer of bad news. "Sir," I said, saluting before shaking his hand. "How are you?" "Those fucking retards running this shit show wouldn't know their own ass from...
Interlude: 25th Anniversary Cindy: "Looking back from 25 years, it seems obvious that an informal family came together that week. Well, partly formal, since Dad did propose to and marry Mom. But, many of the people that came and went through my childhood, first met that week. After all, I do call Francine Martel, star of stage and screen, Aunt Frannie. Jas...
I found Amanda in the training room. Since it was pretty early in the morning, there was no one else there. Just Amanda, in shorts and a tank top, slamming her foot into the guts of a hanging punching bag like it owed her money. Her knee, then her heel, then her palm, then her knee again, all of it crashed home as she grunted and punched and punched and punc...
Over the rest of the summer, Philip's thoughts were constantly in Toronto, and Margot was doing everything she could to build up the anticipation. First she texted him a photo that looked professionally taken, a boudoir shot of her and Emily in frilly lingerie, sitting on a bed making come-hither eyes at the camera. When he texted back the simple word "beau...
Wyoming Territory, 1868 Beatrice Moving with her sister and her new husband out west had once sounded exciting to Beatrice. However, the reality hardly matched up to her fantasies. Life on a wagon train was hard and tiresome not to mention dirty. For a Chicago girl who had been used to indoor plumbing and having maids to cook all of her meals, collecting...
Every month a few old friends of mine come over to my place for poker night. I've known Arnold, Ben, and Carl since college and we all ended up in the Bay Area together since that's where all the tech work is. My wife Zoe usually just spends poker night at her sister Terry's house to let us have a guy's night, so I was surprised when she came into the dining...
"How could this have happened?" Mother Grace practically spit as she paced around in her office. Jeana, the black security guard from last night just stood looking down at the floor, he hands behind her back like a dog who had misbehaved. "Who could have known about the mine?" The nun continued to question. The guard had already given her all the information...
THURSDAY MORNING Thursday. That meant it was time for Cori Banks' most revealing outfit of the week. And that was saying something, considering what she had worn and would wear the rest of the week. Monday it was a backless red mini-dress that barely covered her thong-divided ass and revealed ample cleavage. Tuesday was a little blue tube top and some match...
She didn't expect it to happen like this. She had had sex with black guys before. She had liked it, but not anymore than with white guys. Their cocks were bigger, but that one guy, that was packing a foot-long cock was a bit too much, even for her. But this guy was different. He was black, but his blackness was like an armor that he wore, it defined part of...