Chapter 1 My debt to society, the sons of bitches called it. Did I borrow the pot or somehow damage my neighbors by using it? What a load of horseshit! I got my ass busted by DEA thugs, arrested, charged, tried, convicted, and sentenced to LIFE in a federal prison for "trafficking in narcotics". As if that stuff was for anything but my own personal use. I w...
He had an amazing grip, holding me in place no matter how hard I tried to squirm away, while he pulled his belt free from his waist. I began to realize that the more I moved the more excited he became. I could feel his hardness grow and press against my backside and had to admit to myself I was becoming aroused by the scene as well. Most people run from my t...
Arrival Christy couldn't believe it. There she was, in a luxurious hotel room, on some island in the middle of the mysterious Bermuda triangle, flipping through a catalog filled with naked men. Her best friend Clara was lying on the king sized bed and was also just gawking at the men in her catalog, letting out an occasional "Oh my gawd!" when she...
Prologue Namba Shizuko had just left her home and was making her way to the seedier part of Mifune for a bit of fun tonight. She hadn't partaken in it at all, but all of her friends were talking about this new trend that had enveloped the city, a trend of making out and copulating with the foreign men that were visiting Mifune. The influx of tourists had hap...
Amanda’s heart raced the car reached its destination. She had trained months for this infiltration mission. Daily sessions at the gym, daily personnel dossiers to study, weekly mission scenario briefings, and lots of computer decoding, had dominated the last year of her life. While she was always intrigued with joining the world of spies and espionage, she h...
It was around 11pm on a Friday night when I received the first text message from Kat. I had only gotten home from work less than an hour ago and my mind was still consumed by the world of schedules, order forms, and phone calls. Kat messaging me at such a time of night was peculiar. Usually we only exchanged calls or texts during normal business hours and he...
Bike week was one of her favorite times of the year; the week before it was, as well because of the mega-camp that always popped up for those who wanted to make more connections, memories and just spend more time around their own kind of people. Not every biker that showed up was in a MC but almost everyone came with someone else or with a small group. Myka...
DR. Jean Marlin was a sex therapist. She had a big house and lived alone. Always busy working; the DR hired a cleaning agency to do her housework. They assigned an older gentleman who she met at their office while signing the paperwork. He was black in his late 40's. He seems to have been there a while so the DR had no reservations in giving the agency the c...
(Author's Note: I began writing this story after a role play I began with a friend of mine. After it fell apart, I started to write it out on my own. For those who have been asking, Enslaved to the Mob will be finished *eventually*. For the time being, I'm just not interested and uninspired by it. Thank you all for sticking with me and reading my stories. As...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...