Disclaimer: I do not own The 100. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. ****** “Let her win.” Lexa softly but firmly ordered. Clarke linked a few times, unable to believe what she just heard, and then she frowned, “What?” “Clarke, you know I hate to repeat myself.” Lexa reminded her, before sighing and indulging her wife, “You should le...
Parts of this are based on stories I published a while ago. But while those depicted role plays, the characters here really are a manager and a job applicant. One Saturday afternoon I got a call at the apartment where I was living with my family. My dad happened to answer it and said it was for me. I said, "Hello, this is Paul." I heard a woman's voice, "...
Part 32: Hanging on the Telephone At well over a million words, this is one of a handful of the longest erotic stories ever written. The first couple of parts are mostly build up and teasing, but there's lots of sex later on. The story also has love, humor, plot, character, and a lot of popular acclaim, so you should give it a try if you haven't already. It...
Prologue This story is about a group of young people living together in a big old house a bit outside of town. Most of them are students so they enjoy the rather cheap rent and the somewhat secluded place where they can party anytime without having to worry about the neighbours. Don't get me wrong: It's not a place with a nonstop party -- they all have to...
This is the latest in The Lessons series. Among the five new stories I have submitted, this is the only one that is clearly within the original theme of The Lessons. I have classified it within the Mature theme (May/December) but there is also a theme of submission and a bit of spanking. I don't know if I should give that away but I did want to warn those wh...
Sara hunched over the keyboard, squinting first at it and then at the computer screen. Her red-framed glasses reflected the white light of the screen, hiding nervous hazel eyes. She knew what she was doing with the computer, what she was searching for, and she could read the Cyrillic fine, but her hands were shaking badly, and there was sheen of sweat on her...
I couldn't help but think that Scarlett looked helpless and fetching as she was surrounded by uniformed security guards. She squirmed and got a distressed look on her face. Her wrists were still handcuffed behind her back. Being bound in this fashion meant that her shoulders were pulled back and her breasts were thrust forward. It made her look more vulnera...
Chapter 4: The shopping trip We arrived at the mall. It was crowded as there were lots of Labor Day and back-to-school sales going on. I dropped the woman off at the main entrance and went to find a parking space. Shirley told me to meet them at Macy's. I finally got parked and headed across the parking lot and into the store to find them. They were talki...
Sandra been working as a pool secretary at Logan Distributing Incorporated for just over two months when word began leaking out that the secretarial pool was going to be cut to near nothing because of computerization. The late owner, old Mr. Logan, had resisted stubbornly the idea of relying upon machines to do what people could do quite well, thank you. It...
Gina's log. Things have only gotten stranger. I'm still on the run, now an illegal immigrant on Mars, where I'm effectively stranded and penniless. I've finally met X's creators... I think. They're some kind of Darpa-level scientists working in a secret lab, fugitives themselves. I was told I can ask them what organization they're on the run from, but I'm ho...