[Our story is about a 25-year-old potter called Jeremy Harding. He makes ceramic art and is doing pretty well for himself having found some success after leaving art school. He lives and works from his studio in Bethnal Green, London. Alone, since his girlfriend, Alice, walked out on him for some other guy 6 month's ago. He still thinks about her but doesn't...
The name's Jack Wayne. I'm a private detective. It all began on a sweltering Friday in June. I was sitting behind my desk thumbing through a paperback of "9 & 1/2 Weeks" and sipping a glass of bourbon when my secretary stuck her head into the office. "Hey, Jack." she said in an annoying tone. "Jack, put the book down for a minute!" "What is it with you?"...
All characters are at at the end of their senior year in high school and as such are 18 years old. This story contains futanari on male, oral and anal sex. * The phone rang and I immediately knew who was calling without even picking up the phone. As I always do, I ran to the phone and picked it up. "Hello?" I said breathlessly, my chest tight with anticipa...
Swallowtail is a novel that traces the narrator's gradual acceptance of submission. In this chapter: After rising to every challenge Dex has thrown his way, the narrator is pushed to the limit. Perhaps he is pushed too far. *** Dex has dropped off the radar again. Not a word. It has been almost a month since I last saw her. I wonder whether I've done som...
Obviously, this is totally unofficial and based on Joss Whedon's Buffyverse. This is in no way an official story; I'm simply borrowing Joss' characters for a while. I hope he won't mind and with any luck I'll return them all in a few instalments time in one piece. I will give most new characters that I introduce a description in the text, but I may also su...
At 4:00 there was a knock at the door and Janna looked through the peephole and saw it was the UPS man. She opened the door and took the package from him. She enjoyed the way he looked at her, she had only put on a small tee shirt and it barely covered her ass. She smiled as she signed the computer he offered her. The package was from The Woody Agency fo...
The key on the rose trellis was easier to find. It was mid day on the 27th of July. I had been gone one day shy of 4 weeks and had cut it close. Laura would probably come in sometime during the night and spend until Saturday the 31st with me. As I entered through the back door I saw the telephone on the kitchen wall. Having made the commitment to take Laura...
The Requital -- Dark Gods The Exchange 2 So I had this crazy idea after reading the Exchange again to write a sequel. I can only hope this is as popular as the original. Kileka * "For so many years, I have searched. I have combed the Earth's people continent to continent. I cannot bear the pain of her loss. Yet I have no way of knowing it is her. Tell me...
Detective Sarah Hauser of the Johannesburg Metropolitan Police Department sighed deeply as she watched the medical tech zip up the body bag. There goes another one, she thought grimly. The body belonged to Claire Adewale, a Nigerian-born and Oxford-educated businesswoman working for Excelsior Enterprises here in Gauteng. Just like all the others, Adewale's b...
"Quit whining you brat. What's a little prune in your juice?" cackled Trinity McGuire, the house maid and past Nanny of the LeGend lineage. Nina LeGend Sabastian squealed at the stench of skunk urine still lingering from her pores. Not even the home remedy of twenty gallons of canned tomato juice covering her body could dispel its flavor. The fact that the...