Justin took a deep breath before stepping out of the door. Amy was out of town for the weekend, so he didn’t have to worry about her coming home and finding him gone. Hoisting the backpack over his shoulder, he slammed the door behind him, walking confidently towards the blue Toyota in the driveway. His keys were out and ready to unlock the door, and he thre...
David Jones stood atop Cefn Bryn, one of the higher points on the Gower Peninsula. It was early spring, or late winter, depending on how you wanted to look at it, and the air was unusually clear for the season. The twenty-or-so houses and pastures that made up Nicholaston spread out at the bottom of the hill, about a hundred feet down, and pressed up against...
Author's Note: This story was written at the suggestion of a medieval re-enactor friend who served as the template for the main character. She has recently passed away and this story is now dedicated to her memory. Goodbye Artemas Innkeeper of the Inn of the Drunken Hare, March 5, 2008. * The two forest outlaws watched nervously from the edge of Barnesda...
Waking up this day is annoying, Dan or I pulled the blanket up so I can't see the sky. Someone is up first crunching on the snow. Pulling my Colt and uncovering I find out two things, Bia is up, and we got snowed on. Dan jerks and pokes me for dumping snow on us. I stretch over and grab a handful of snow, there's more than I reckoned then drop it on his face...
Disclaimer: There's a lot going on in this story and I wasn't sure what category to submit it under. There's BDSM and a cheating wife(and some cuckolding) and a woman calling her older lover "Daddy". Still, the central theme is a mature one so I stuck it here. Be warned though, this might just have something to offend anyone and everyone. If you are offend...
**This is a direct continuation of Chapter 1, please read it first so you have some idea of what's going on. Thanks for reading and don't forget to vote!** Max came back to reality, but he fought it the entire way. He was at home on Io and everything was neat and perfect. He had never joined the military, but instead chose to stay on Io and go to school f...
Thank you to searchingforperfection and catbrown for their hard work in editing and all of their suggestions. I appreciate all votes, feedback and comments, and I do read all the comments. This story is a sequel to The Doctor's Daughter. Both are set during the War of 1812. Since the death of Major General Brock in the fall of 1812, neither side has scored...
It took 2 days for Damian to reply to the latest video. She half expected him to yell at her for going too far. She had just stepped out of her bath tub wearing only a thin towel around her exquisite body. Sitting down at her dining table she opened her e-mail and prayed he didn't want a divorce. "GOOD GOD ALMIGHTY! Hey, Sweetheart! Kisses from Landmine cen...
The Prologue We began our journey 26 years ago when we married in a small ceremony in Louisiana. Like typical couples, we began our family together and settled into normal everyday life in America. Jobs, school, bills, moves from one town to another while we raised 3 happy and brilliant children together. We have an idealistic and happy life. Our sex life...
She waited, hands bound together at the wrist and belted at the waist so the only thing her slim digits could reach was her sex. It was uncomfortable, but it was part of the deal she had struck with her lover. The footsteps down the hall indicated he had come, and she trembled a little in anticipation. The door swung open slowly and they entered. Her lover,...