This was originally titled Quicksilver Messenger, but based on some ideas from readers I have made some changes and retitled the series. In addition, I have a new editor that helped clean up some of the speed bumps in the story. Thanks to Glenn514. It is still the same basic story and the changes are not massive, but to me it is enough to warrant a new versi...
Passion in James County XV: Ben and Nancy Ben was wakened by early the next morning someone pounding on his apartment door. He had a lot of papers to read and some tests to correct, and had to do all of it after Marya left, so it was late before he finished what he had to do and got to bed. Bleary-eyed, he looked at his clock. When he finally managed to get...
(This story is a part of the Blackedmerica series, which is set in an alternate history. Other stories in the series are; Blackedmerica: A Love Story, Nerds of Hollyweather and The Black Rooster Resort.) Chapter 1 It was 11 a.m. The sun gushed over the town of Clintonville, Mississippi. Isaac Singleton pulled up to the station and got out of his truck. Th...
Hot Fucking at the Local Bar The woman walked slowly into the bar as if she owned the place. She was held tightly inside her leather gown, and as she slithered in, you could see her bare white legs peaking through a prominent slit in the front - a slit that barely concealed her pussy. The heels she wore clicked lightly on the floor, because she had worn the...
Chapter 3 Steve followed the Sheriff to his car, the Sheriff opened the back door and ushered him into the car. He saw the cage between the front and backseat with the handles removed from the back doors. He started to get a little nervous about this trip and the Sheriff. Steve was beginning to wonder what he had gotten himself into. So he thought he would...
For a long while Michael and I lay on the bed in a naked embrace, my wrists still bound to the headboard, and I still had ribbons in my hair and bobby socks on my feet. I was reluctant to spoil the moment, but my mind was racing with questions, and I desperately wanted answers. I especially needed to know if he knew anything of what had been happening betwe...
Sheriff Benjermin Deane Petitte sat patiently in his squad car outside the rundown trailer that belonged to Debby Sanchez. It was a quarter till 2 in the morning, and Sheriff Petitte was certain Debby had already gone to bed, the entire trailer was awash in darkness. He continued to sit there however in his squad car, admiring the still calm of the night, fi...
This was originally titled Quicksilver Messenger, but based on some ideas from readers I have made some changes and retitled the series. In addition, I have a new editor that helped clean up some of the speed bumps in the story. Thanks to Glenn514. It is still the same basic story and the changes are not massive, but to me it is enough to warrant a new versi...
Naomi and Sarah arrived in town and parked the wagon in front of the general store that also served as the local post office. They climbed down, chatting and laughing as they entered the establishment. A bell over the door tinkled, and the young women sighed, glad to be out of the freezing temperatures. "Hello Mrs. Thatcher," Naomi said, with a friendly nod...
Over at the McGraw's, Sheriff Singleton and Patty Mae had finally made it out to where Patty Mae's husband Roy had gotten himself into a pickle. "Well, there you have him, Sheriff." Patty Mae embarrassingly looked at her husband who had once again managed to get himself stuck in one of his elaborate traps. Wow... Singleton looked over and saw Roy inside...