Andy pulled the rental car onto the driveway hoping to see signs of life from the house. There were none. His train journey had started very early in the morning and taken five hours It had been followed by an hour of driving the car he had picked up at the train station. This visit to his family for an early start to the Christmas break was demanding alread...
~~Jack~~ "Guys, guys! We need to stick around and figure out all we can." He tried to get out of their grip, but it wasn't going to happen. Fiona had a good grip for a small girl, and Damien had fifty years of his second life in seniority. Struggling was pointless, but he wasn't about to throw this opportunity away. Sandbagging was the best option he had, s...
I began this tale as a short story, never intending to exceed 8000 words. As I wrote, the story and the characters seemed to take on a life of their own --demanding more "air" time. Finally, I was forced to write a outline, histories and what not, converting this story into a novel. This isn't my first rodeo, but it is the first time I've written a loving wi...
Six O'clock came quickly and the Palin's were the first to arrive in the living room. Todd and Track were both dressed in black tuxedos. Sarah had her long dark brown hair up in a twist and was wearing a floor length black gown. It had a slit on one side from hem to mid-thigh, sheer black stocking were visible when she sat down. From waist to bodice were bla...
This story contains sexual encounters between a human and various kinds of futanari monster girls, so if this is not your thing, you may not want to continue reading. All people engaged in sexual activities in the story are aged 18 years or older. Much, much older. --------------- Maxwell was a weak, sickly, little kid, and now he wasn't sick anymore, but...
All characters are at least 18 years old. ***** "I'm not asking you to suck his dick or anything like that." It wasn't the first time I'd ever heard someone utter words like that, but my ears bristled at hearing them come through my phone from Mrs. Jennings' mouth. "I'm not sure Patrick would be able to handle that anyway," Mrs. Jennings giggled. "But like...
Again special thanks to Editor Dave T, who for reasons, only God knows, continues 'the-root-canal- without-anesthetic 'like experience of trying to make my chicken scratch resemble something readable. All and any errors are mine. ++++ "Seriously? You are firing me? You have got to be kidding." My soon to be ex-boss was sweating a bit around the bald sp...
This is my first story. Feedback is desired but please be kind and constructive It's a slow building romance based on a dream I had. Exploring the issues of what it means to be alive and what robots might be like. --------------------------------------------- I found her in the attic. I'd just moved in and was clearing out a lot of the old junk; the plac...
I've known a few people that have had some passing luck pursuing love in the way -- perhaps -- a cheetah stalks then runs down a gazelle, and I've enjoyed watching friends' mad dashes through the urban landscape in about the same way you might enjoy watching a National Geographic special on, say, the Big Cats of the Serengeti. You see the cat slipping throug...
_____________ 21 ____________ Mom hung up the phone and then ushered me into her study with a deafening silence and thick air between us. This was going to be heavy... I'd really fucked up this time. Entering her study, we sat opposite of each other as Mom closed her eyes and rubbed the bridge of her nose with the finger tips of her open hand. I'd really...