Elena worked out three days a week to stay in shape. She ate well to keep her skin clear and youthful. She looked like a slightly older version of her daughter who was a freshman in an out of state college. Her husband was a workaholic who never seemed to be interested in her except for twice a month when he fucked her. To combat her boredom she also worked...
Janeway helps 7 of 9 Chapter:4 Whose baby is it? Janeway shifted in her seat, trying to hide the accelerated bump showing now under her uniform. She knew the rumours circulating around the crew as to whose baby it was, most were guessing the baby was Chakotay's, the ships first officer. No one knew, yet, that it was either 7's or Kim's. Still, this was pro...
Chapter 11: Inspiration "Junie you have another letter from Monica." Bob dropped the envelope on the table. Dear Junie, I am sorry if I frightened you. I don't know if I could ever really kill myself, but to be honest I was having those thoughts and they were frightening me. For some reason you were the only person I felt like I could say those words to....
Copyright 2001 by The CityWolf THE VICTIM She had done this a few times before, and she had two sure-thing safeties' to prevent the unthinkable from actually happening. Thinking about the unthinkable, however, made her hornier than she had ever been before. She was an investigative reporter for the FOX station in Chicago, but some of her stories had been...
Tabitha Pennington was a young lady of the 2,000s and didn't believe in fairies or leprechauns, or pixies or even Hobbits, although she was an avid fan of "Lord Of The Rings". She had been raised in Humble, Texas, but had commuted to work in Houston for Pineco Petroleum after graduating from North Harris County College over in Kingwood. Being a sophisticat...
There are times in a person's life when they are violently forced to remember things from a lifetime which seems not their own. Memories from a place long lost to them, until, inexplicably, they are reminded of all over again almost to a point of tears. How could I have forgotten all this? Was this ever part of me? It's now twenty years later yet my eyes a...
My friends call me E.T. but my real name is Eric Theodore Jr. A six-foot-two, lean and ruggedly handsome young Black man living in the city of Ottawa, Ontario. I was born in the city of Cap-Haitien, Republic of Haiti, but raised in Boston, Massachusetts. Later, I moved to Canada. Recently, I graduated with a bachelor's degree in Criminology from Carleton Uni...
Lying on his back on the soft grass in the quad outside the Mac Odrum Library, he smiled and looked at the sun. all around him, his fellow Carleton University students were sitting, playing and otherwise enjoying the unseasonably warm weather. A heat wave gripped the Capital region of Canada this late in March 2012, and Stephen Lafontant was absolutely lovin...
I have a passion for history, historic places and old homes, I became an environmental consultant several years ago based on my knowledge of buildings and experience with structure and extensive mechanical aptitude. Basically I was a Private Building Inspector, kind of a detective of sorts, generally hired by an individual or corporation interested in purcha...
"Samantha, are you okay babe?" Caroline walked over to the stall she knew Samantha was hiding in after a moment Samantha stepped out, and went to the sink. She cut on the faucet and cupped her hands underneath the water. Splashing her face, she came up to dry off. "Hey. You okay?" Caroline rubbed her back. "Yeah I just have to get my shit together." Sh...