Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters depicted are fictional and over 18. * Kimberly was in her room packing for her business trip to San Diego this weekend. Kim is in her mid 30s. Even after two kids, she has stayed in very good shape. She has long, dirty blonde hair, firm 34C breasts, and a nice tight yoga butt. After a few more minutes o...
Let me introduce myself. My name is Jackson T. Lee, an 18 year old who just graduated high school and working at a major Hollywood studio as a production assistant intern for the summer. My parents both work in middle management at the studio and they hooked me up with this internship. Some of my responsibilities include calling cast members and letting the...
This is an alternate scene for the sequence in which the character Victoria played by Kelly Brook is attacked while taking a bath in the Luthor mansion. He needed to get rid of that woman, he knew that his sister was in love with Lex and this woman had just waltzed in and taken over. He used the formula he had engineered from the meteorite-infected roses t...
The world sucks. It really does. Of course, most people already figured that one out. My name is Bartleby Conroy, and I was once one of those Chosen Ones whose duty is to make things better. Saving lives and fighting for justice was once my sworn duty. Then, at some point, I realized what I really was fighting for. It was my wake-up call. So I stopped giving...
"Yes!" I shout to Tom as we toss our helmets and pads into our lockers. I'd gotten the green light to accompany Tom to Los Angeles for Thanksgiving. The only hitch, I promise to tour UCLA and USC. "No problem," Tom replies as we walk toward the showers. "I'll drive you. But they're called the Trojans, you know." "What?" I don't have clue what he's talkin...
Mercy Graves had had a long day. She was still chairwoman of the board, able to push against CEO Lana Lang and the majority shareholder, Contessa Erica Alexanda Del Portenza, but her position lacked the strength Lex had possessed. Now Lang wanted to turn them into some kind of charity, shut down the weapons division, start building affordable housing, whil...
The graphic scenes of this story are enhanced and the arrangement more formalized to make for a better story, but this is based on a true story. Strange that the relationship would come to this point, I thought as I wet a washcloth and began to wash Heather's cum from my face. Sometimes she seemed submissive in her role, blushing slightly as she stripped...
Vampire politics, I thought to myself with disgust as I looked at my would-be executioner, Cain Tremblay. The tall, red-haired and alabaster-skinned vampire whom I've known for ages lay on the ground, bleeding and spent but not quite dead. Not just yet. We were in Ottawa's Vanier Parkway, right by the water, on a quiet summer night. Looking at me with a fera...
In a past life, my name was Christine McCain. I was born in the City of London, England, to a family that didn't really practice any religion. My mother Abigail Rosenberg comes from a Jewish background and my father James McCain comes from a Christian background. By the time they had me, they were both Atheists. I attended Cambridge College for Business Admi...
Lying in bed, feeling doggone tired after working an overnight shift as the only security guard for a grocery store, I feel dead. It's eight thirty on a Monday morning and I just got off the number nine bus from Hurdman Station. It stops right across the street from my apartment in Vanier, Ontario. A ten minute bus ride which I endured, half-asleep, sitting...