I lay still for a moment waiting for the rumbling outside to settle then spoke softly with words in a question he couldn't possibly answer, "Did I miss my period?" Just as a loud crack snapped the air and the wind driven rain began slamming leaves and debris against the window glass in disharmony with the boom of thunder. Then for a few moments, a hush fille...
At the knock on the door, Stephen Wagner looked up, then put down his textbook, The Ethno-Geography of Prehistoric China. He crossed the small dorm room, unlocked the door, and peeked outside. A young woman stood at the entrance, smiling back at him in the light of a single bulb glowing in the hallway. Stephen smiled back. "Oh. Hi, Amber." "Hi, Steve. Is y...
I know a lot of you probably hate me. But I've had a lot going on in my life that's prevented me from writing. But after several emails and comments about whether or not I was finishing this story, I had to write the next chapter. But then it took me forever to figure out the direction I wanted to go with it. I know...that's a lot of buts. However, here it i...
A knock sounded at the door just as Brenda was heading to the living room to fold laundry. She changed direction and looked through the peep-hole. A girl that looked to be about ten years old stood on her porch. Probably a girl scout or something kind of like it. Brenda swung the door open. "Can I come in?" The girl's dark eyes were sad. It was the first th...
That day seemed very distant though, as I sat there on a leather bench in a largely empty room, looking down. Angela was with me, sitting close with her arm around my shoulder and her hand on my swollen tummy, caressing my baby through the skintight rubber that covered my body from my toes to my neck. It was black and shiny and I wore it as a second skin, a...
***** Writer's Note: This series is my first attempt at writing here. This is the fourth in 30 Chapters of this story. Enjoy! MEMORIES OF THE WAY WE WERE Still chuckling, Spencer walked over and slapped him on the back. "Which is why you ought to start dating again. You gotta have that thing drained every once in a while; masturbation's a solo sport. Occas...
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...
Foreword: The Indian Girl is of course a Native American girl, it just didn't feel right to use the modern terminology when talking about her. Also I would love to get your comments on this piece or any other piece I posted around here. 1. The town's name has no importance; it's just another new settlement in the middle of the Wild West. The single dust...
Sarkopheros Says: New Jae! I've decided to append "hyper" to these titles to separate them from the other Jae stories. Let's see how that works. Anyway, I decided to make him as big as he was in the Jedi stories, and I gave him a power to replace his Force telekinesis. It has come to my attention that there are some people who will read these forewords...
I talked her into this!! She looked down at her smartphone and read the text she had just received. Smiling she began replying to the sender. Her husband sat anxiously in the driver seat of their car as she squirmed in the passenger seat replying to the sex text. "Is that him?" her husband enquired. Continuing the text message she replied. "Yes that'...