The more I learn of Ambrosia Ranch, Anya, the more I think I should regret. I don't know what I've gotten myself into. I should be terrified. I should be looking for a way out. But I can't shake this feeling... I think there's a part of me that thinks this might finally be something worthwhile I can do with my life. And part of me is terrified of that other...
This story can fall under many categories. Another author, who wishes to remain anonymous collaborated with me on this story which allowed me to make it a little more risqué than my other ones. I hope you like it as much as I do. * Jamie's pussy was still tingly, and a little sore as she dressed for the Halloween party. God, she loved the way Steve fucked...
Hello and welcome to "A different lust" option selector. Here you can choose the start of different stories in various environments and situations such as; A Married Life School Life Mind Control Powers Kidnapped by Aliens Rulebook/Rulephone/Rule Powers Alternate Universe Space Colonization Trapped in a Game and various more! Any reader that...
“Molly will take care of you. I have to go to the office,” said Monica, turning to leave. “Wait a minute. What if I have to go to the office?” I said. “I know all about you Michael Williams. You are a self employed financial consultant, currently between contracts. You don’t actively seek work and spend a lot of your time on the beach and the rest of the t...
I wish I had met you sooner. I wish I had been with you when you first began. I wish I had been that "best buddy" you made in kindergarten, that little boy who had teased you with a spider at the end of a stick, and then mumbled a sorry while holding a freshly picked dandelion after you cried to a teacher. I wish I had been the one to challenged of the scho...
Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes? Lucy, my dear, welcome back to Scarecrow Island. I missed ya, kiddo. How's tricks? So ya got a job, well done! Your dad just retired, your sister had twins, well, glad the clan's growin'. Oh, you wanta show me pictures on your phone? Sure, I'll take a look. Ah, those are good lookin' babies, no doubt. Obviously an exce...
Chapter Two: Tears for Two All fears are learned, taught without good reason, and irrational. The unknown ignites suspicions, fears and hatred in men. Problem is, almost everything does. Laura'd never met her father's aunt and for good reason. She could remember her mom mentioning the woman a couple times, maybe three times in all their years together, and...
I had just moved back to my childhood home in the Midwest after twenty years in Texas. Because the weather is so much more hospitable, I returned to a long forgotten passion for running. It was slow and clumsy going. I was out of shape and unused to the stress and demands of running on asphalt or cracked and broken concrete sidewalk. Stumbling through the n...
One man stood alone. One small man. No, that’s not true. He wasn’t a small man. Just small-minded. Mean of spirit. The field swayed around him. Wave after wave of corn, slapped by the wind this way and that. It seethed as it moved, glancing first north, then south, as the capricious breeze threatened it from every angle. And still the man stood. Silent....
Batman glided to the top of Gotham City's main police station. Jim Gordon was standing there, waiting for him. "'Bout time you showed up," Gordon said gruffly. He flicked off the switch to the Bat-Signal, shrouding both of them in shadow. "I... I needed to do some thinking. After Bat-" "Barbara," Gordon said. He looked away for a moment, trying to regain...