While this is an essay, there are plenty of graphic sexual details (if you are patient). My goal was to be both poignant and erotic. ***** INTRODUCTION I don't go to strip joints very often, only when I'm in Vegas with my fatuous buddies. I enjoy it immensely while I'm at the club. A pretty, near-naked young woman in my lap – how great is that? But later...
I. I woke up. Even after having taken over the House of Lesslie weeks ago, each morning was still the same, and came with the same feeling of disorientation, in need of a few moments to adjust to the realities around me, as new as they were. The bedroom around me was still darkened by heavy, burgundy curtains that allowed only a sliver of the early morni...
I remembered enough to show Ezra exactly where Oldavai's lair was. He wouldn't let me get close enough to the entrance though. He stopped me with a hand on my arm and ordered me to tell him in exact detail how to get there. I gave him directions as best I could. "How long do you think this is going to take? I could just go now and forget meeting with Laci....
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Chapter 9 We arrived at the Hyatt Tower Two entrance in just under eleven minutes. A miraculous feat given it was Friday rush hour. I pulled up to the valet stand and got out to come around the car, pausing to get the bag from Cloud Nine from the trunk. I behaved myself and resisted the urge to peek inside. Beth again waited for me to come to her side of th...
“What are you thinking about, luv?” Spike pulled Willow onto his lap, brushing stray pieces of hair from her face. “Nothing.” “Don’t try to fob me off with a ‘nothing’, pet. I know how you think, know when you’re upset. Now tell me what’s goin’ on in that head of yours.” She sighed. “Spike.” “Yes. . .?’ “No, I’m thinking about Spike.” Spike smirked. “...
Savannah had always loved cheerleading practice. She could remember Dan asking her if she found the monotony of doing the same routines over and over again boring but the truth was that she had never felt more alive or felt more comfortable in her own skin than when practising her routines with her squad. Practice makes perfect was a common saying in the Mo...
Summary: Sweet daughter continues journey of sexual submission. WARNING: This is a story that includes sex in church, misused biblical quotes and a Minister who uses his power to sleep with high school students, married women and his own daughter... if such things offend you please don't read. (Also, scripture is constantly misused and taken out of context,...
Hey gang. I've been gone for a while but it has been a rough and good year so far. A cancer diagnosis for a parent and death shortly after followed by the birth of my first granddaughter a few weeks ago. It was while I was caring for my grandson and waiting for my granddaughter to be born when the thought for this story came to mind. I had my concerns abou...
Chapter 2 -- Connie's Perspective Philly was still sound asleep as I came out of the most restful and contented night of sleep I'd had in a very long time. I was still snuggled tightly against his body with my head resting on his chest. I didn't move a muscle not wanting to wake him before he was ready. As I lay there his warm body felt so good touching m...