Here's a little Nude Day Contest tidbit for you. Readers of my other stories will notice a few familiar characters here and there. I hope you enjoy it! * * * "So, here's the thing." Amy steepled her fingers before her on the desk and leaned toward me, looking and acting with a detachment I found scary. Then and there I decided I wouldn't take the job if it...
George Appplewhite lay on his sheet, on his metal framed bed with its chipped cream paint. Outside the Gangetic plain offered up its steamy heat and its swill and ordure. The ceiling fan droned and creaked, stirring the sluggish air. This was his junior teacher's bedroom- hardly bigger than a closet- where he had slept since his arrival in India to teach at...
Judging by the e-mails and comments I've received for part one, several are hoping there'll be a threesome with Ed, Cathy and Edda in part two. While that may have been a possibility when I originally wrote the story, it no longer is. I would have to re-write parts two and three to accommodate that theme. Even without a threesome I think you'll enjoy this ch...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Peter Edgar was very rich and very famous. Both came from his late father. He, the father, created the fortune by developing software, scorching and buying up competitors, and shipping it, bugs and all, until it obtained dominance in its market. The money, and the fame, came to Peter, an only child, when his parents died in a Gulfstream crash in 2012. Soon t...
A/N: This is the last chapter of How to Ride a Tikbalang. Thank you very much for reading it. Extra special thanks go to those who vote for it and favorite it. It has been quite the ride. I've added a glossary to the end of this chapter, so you can use that to check any terms I used throughout the entire story from Chapter 1 that may be unfamiliar to you....
Maria had absolutely no idea who Jodi Stemmer was. There was a five-foot-by-one-foot banner off to the side of the table. The banner had a picture of a blonde woman on the verge of middle-aged, presumably Jodi, surrounded on three sides with a surprising number of cartoon characters of every variety imaginable: boys and girls, animals, robots, fairies... an...
Thanks to WorldHistoryBuff for editing this series! ****************** "Emma," she heard his deep seductive voice say. "As crazy as it sounds, talk. Keep talking to me and don't stop." Antony stomped forward kicking rocks and tripping over debris. When he had covered the site once, he circled around and retraced his steps. Easily lifting the abandoned...
Well, the story is off to a good start; folks seem to like it so far. One comment I received mentioned something about the story resembling 'Sliders'. The honest truth? I had to Google that and search it on Wiki to find out what this person was talking about. I had no idea there use to be a TV show based on my story's theme, and I've never seen it. A shame,...
Chapter 14 is quite different to any other in this series, and whilst best read after the earlier chapters, can also be read as a stand alone story. Harry has learned a lot and thinks he has gained a lot of knowledge about, and from the women in his life. He thinks he is in command of the situation, but perhaps readers will conclude he has more to learn than...