There's a lot I simply can't remember that happened in the following few days we were stranded in Rock Hill. My attention was almost entirely focused on my overwhelming sense of grief. I was completely disconnected from the many events swirling around me. I guess I was hoping that Crystal might still be alive and would magically appear from somewhere. And wh...
"Inspector, the reports from the lab just came and Dr Ramirez personally told me to deliver these to you. He said he had some urgent personal business to attend to," said the mousy lab assistant. She didn't look Cyrus in the eye and was fidgeting on the spot, hoping to be let off soon. Detective Inspector Cyrus Threadgill was also called 'The Silencer' by hi...
Ah, we check in, we hit the room, click on the TV, hit the menu and we watch, and as we watch, we learn. Yes there's always going to be some new position that we had never envisioned before, and there will be odd and curious couplings, but in the end, there are only so many body parts that can penetrate, only so many places that can be penetrated, only some...
An extract from The Police Gazette of Wednesday, November 6, 1844: Stolen, from the Person of Samuel Theobald, on the night of the 28th instant [an error -- must have been the 28th ultimo], at Needham Market Fair, a silver Watch, maker's name 'Josiah, alias Joseph Gregsby, London, No. 19757,' with a round circle on the back, the size of a shilling, with ini...
Foreword: This is a repost of "Night Falls in Whitechapel" by me, since I've decided not to include this tale in my "Last Crusader" novel. I'll be posting this one along with "Night Falls: Berlin" as a companion piece. While this one is posted to Erotic Horror, "Berlin" will be posted to NonHuman. Probably on the same day, if everything goes right. One o...
Edith Bent (neé Drapes) lightly kissed her husband Malvolio at the front doors of the Royal Bank, waved good-bye to him as he entered and then strode purposefully down the street. She continued to the very severe front of the newly designated House of the Guild of Auditors, Bookkeepers and Forensic Accountants. Edith noted with satisfaction that people walki...
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...
I turned over and my left hand fell over a smooth, well-rounded part of a body which I judged to be a female buttock – bare, warm and soft to touch. I started rubbing it lightly and my fingers slipped lower in the crack, coming in contact with soft, smooth, shaved pussy lips. The gentle rubbing elicited a moan, then another. I continued to play with the soft...
Chapter 2 -- The Interrogation Room The four Danubian police officers hustled their captive through a locked door and into a small hallway. The cops and the prisoner then descended down a long flight of stairs to the terminal building's basement, turned a corner and entered a large room. It was in this room where Maria Elena would have her initial interroga...
Thanks for your votes and comments. This is a non-erotic science-fiction story, the latest in the series of stand-alone short stories featuring Hana Jeffries. It's the story I promised at the end of Every Man's Fantasy, chapter 27. There are some tie-ins to the Every Man's Fantasy series, where the story fits in between chapters 27 and 28. I hope you enjo...