Drummer Boy: Bat Out of Hell II: Back to Hell I know what you're thinking: "That last chapter was pretty dope, more than enough to round out the year, but I just can't wait for the next installment!" Hey, I feel the same way! And so, dear readers, here's your end-of-year bonus. If you've been wondering what's been happening on Earth, read on... * * * "Th...
A woman with a Death Wish, she's a female Equalizer. Continued from Chapter 2: Indeed, Laura Lion is a fighter. Indeed, she's a phenomenal woman. Taking her retribution out on them, it's true that she hunts bad men, criminals, and men who use, abuse, and hurt women. Only, instead of turning them over to the police for arrest, to the district attorney for...
The Warehouse Two weeks had passed and Miranda still hadn't heard a word from the handsome police officer that had taken her for a ride. Trent had been told Miranda's secrets by his younger brother. Without any apparent hesitation, the Round Rock police officer had used the information to his own advantage. After fucking Miranda on the hood of his black and...
"Are you all right, boss?" Idris asked. "What?" Stryx asked, feeling a little dazed. He kept his eyes closed, hoping the flame-haired woman would call him back to her bedroom. He didn't want to be in this office, he wanted to be with his Dragă. His Dragă—the one woman the vampire in him could love with a heart and soul a vampire wasn't supposed to have. T...
It had been a beautiful day for the beach at the Sunshine Coast. The weather had been hot, but not oppressively so, and there had been enough of a breeze to keep the air from growing still and muggy, without making the surf rough or kicking up sand. I went down to Kings Beach for a swim just after lunch. At sixty-seven years of age and with what could be d...
Last month I moved to a new flat in Rhodes, a riverside suburb newly developed to take advantage of the current rental price gouging in Sydney. This is one of the old pre-boom buildings in a group of older ones, no garage and only one washing line that is in shade all day. The adjoining block of apartments (we share a driveway) has plenty of parking and six...
Air stirred in the small cell. Small strands of hay danced, twirling and spinning around each other as warm wind found its way through the cracks and hallways of the palace. Young Theseus closed his eyes with a sigh, welcoming the fresh air. The man sat stiffly against the cool wall of his cell, strong arms crossed over his stomach. Despite his calm demeanor...
The next morning early Roger left his "home" and headed for the meadow for more deer. This time he killed two, field dressed them and drug them back to his camp for processing. One he hung over his fire to roast whole as he had done before. The other one he cut thin strips from and hung over another fire made mostly of hickory to smoke and preserve into jerk...
Patty was dressed in a short denim skirt, with a glittery pink shirt, no bra and black leather thigh high boots. Her panties when the night started were made of black silk so that my fingers would glide over them when I caressed her smooth pussy under her skirt. We were at a local bar that had a nice dance floor so I could watch her dance, and maybe join her...
I received some great feedback on my other two, true-life stories. I also received several private messages asking that I write more and to tell about my first experience with a black woman. So I thought I'd try. Now understand, this is NOT a "sex story" so if you're looking for that kind of a story you need to look elsewhere. I also am not making any type o...