I do not generally approve of editorializing. It seems like such a redundant and trivial exercise. I like to tell a story, to allow the characters to draw you into the tale. I love to hear that someone enjoys what I write. I even love to hear when I make a mistake, which can show me how I can improve my craft. I loathe the anonymous and pathetic fool who tri...
THE VOYEUR'S SURPRISE "Well." I thought to myself, "Let's see what Jennie is up to this Saturday afternoon in June." I stood by the upstairs window that overlooked our neighbor's backyard pool. Jennie Carson was my obession since we moved in here a couple of years ago. The next door neighbors' college-age daughter who came home each summer to bum by their...
Author's Note: This is a sequel series to Amy, Captured. To get the full experience, please read through that one first. Hello, everyone! Sorry for the really long delay, but this chapter is extra long to make up for it. I'm trying something a little different from the usual, but we'll be back to our regularly scheduled programming by next chapter, which sh...
Dear readers; Due to a few comments that the ending of this story felt too abrupt, I've re-written it for a much smoother feel. I've also changed a few items and dialog along the way for a better overall flow. I hope you enjoy this improved version. Thank you all for your input. It is appreciated. * Andy Paterson, after being told by his primary doctor th...
"Just try it", she whispered. "I know you'll love it". These words word the start of a journey in to a lifestyle I barely knew existed before I met her. I'd seen gonzo documentaries and the usual clip from sensationalist chat shows but to experience it first-hand explains it all. The primal urge that rests within so many of us was unlocked in me that night...
Prologue "I need a break!" Elle said. She ran her hands through her long brown hairs and groaned in frustration. Her life was a miserable excuse of living. Oh wait; she had no life at all. You don't call work, eat, sleep-and repeat- a life, do you? In the middle of all this she had Ronnie-a ten year old brother- to take care of which gave her a reason for l...
Before reading this you should know that this piece contains m/m and f/f sex. Enjoy and don't forget to comment and rate however you wish -ExR ************ 'When I open my eyes, they go straight for him. When I try to listen to the music, all I hear is him. I hate him. I like him. I can't stand him. I'd give anything to touch those lips of his," runs t...
~~The Year: 1986~~ ~~Mason Harding~~ Being alone is horrible. Lot of the people he knew — knew being a strong word — thought being alone was bad, and rough. But to them it was just a word. Being alone, well and truly alone, alone to the point you feel it in your bones, that it's a part of you, that's hell. Something about sitting on a city bus really let...
At work on Monday, things were once again running as usual, no one mentioned the Beer Bust, well almost no one, Mary cornered me when I was getting a coffee. "Would you like to know what I did this weekend?" Mary asked coyly. "Er...yes sure," I answered, trying to sound completely uninterested. "Well, I was recruited by a black pimp! I'm a real prostitute...
Welcome to Chapter 5 of "Gift." This story began with a pair of lesbian college students living mundane lives on present day Earth has now fully transformed into a sci-fi tale replete with space ships and aliens. I have enjoyed writing all of it, but I recognize the change in scenery may be disappointing for some that enjoyed the poignant, happy love between...