Chapter 8 God, I hope we never have to do that again Copyright @ calibeachgirl All rights reserved, 2011 * Monday, January 4th, 1932 Eliza pushed the vacuum across the rug. The noise was enough to wake the dead, as far as she was concerned, but it made cleaning the house so much easier she was willing to put up with noise. She was worried. James had...
His Temptation – The house was dark, the main room only lit by the flickering of the many candles she so loved. The TV was off, the forlorn Playstation 3 resting beside it, unused and unloved for the evening's entertainment. In the distant kitchen the remains of the evening meal, lovingly prepared by the both of them had been washed and cleaned away, as wa...
A spaceship in flight is never truly quiet. No matter how well maintained there is always unrest. The rumble of the engines, the creaking of the hull, the chatter of the crew all combine to provide a never-ending background sound. Even a well a new, well-maintained boat is never truly peaceful. The naming therefore, of a firefly class ship, Serenity, which w...
Let us turn back time a little, back a a couple days prior of the ending of the last tale to the night of Princess Jern's return to Platina. Queen Helio had uncharacteristically fled from her dinner without so much as a reason other than the need to "lie down". The dinner guests were baffled to say the least. Gyllen had sent for Robert to go and see what ail...
Note: The people and events described in this story are true. Due to governmental bigotry, their names have been changed to protect their identities. Their lives are potentially at risk. Cycocks scanned the arrivals area of the train station again. His companion, Wolvsexfiend, stamped his feet in impatience. "We've been here for hours! Let's head back to ba...
Day 9 The ninth day of my holiday on an island in the Mediterranean proved to be a quiet one; mostly spent happily snorkelling around looking at fish. I really did leave girls alone for the better part of the day. It was not that I had become bored or jaded by over familiarity with the fair sex but after the previous day a bit of a rest was called for. Well...
Not long ago I told you about an afternoon I spent in a bar with a woman named Rachel who claimed to be a witch. Just for a quick reminder, or in case you missed the first story, Rachel cast a spell on a barmaid and the bartender that caused them to fuck their brains out while we sat and watched. OK, Rachel and I weren't just watching because we were also fu...
Ch. 01 - David learns the truth about his parents. Eighteen-year-old David Cater was in the second-floor bedroom of his family's three-bedroom bungalow home pacing like a bull in a too small stall and worrying over how he was going to explain this. He was a wholly forgettable young man, five foot nine, one hundred fifty-two pounds, brown hair, brown eyes,...
This is part of an ongoing story that involves hard core interracial cuckoldry as a central theme. If you object to Black into White cuckoldry this story isn't for you, and I don't suggest reading further. * Our house settled into an uneasy peace after Randy moved in. Cathleen was obviously still becoming accustomed to her need for his cock. She had begun...
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