Melody May bristled with rage. She longed to reach over the desk and strangle the man across from her, to ring his neck until he relented. Everything – her entire future – was in his hands, and yet he was standing his ground, and standing in her way. But, despite the anger bubbling up inside of her, Melody remained cool and calm, professionally continuing he...
Note: Nearing the end now. Thanks for sticking with me if you've made it this far. I've been getting killed in the voting because of the cliffhanger, which I suppose I should have expected. Hopefully this chapter goes a ways toward changing your mind. Special thanks go out to my two regular editors, LilTexasSexFiend and AnInsatiableReader, for making this...
*This chapter is longer than I expected it to be, and originally I thought of splitting it up into two, but there wasn't any way of doing that without leaving you guys on a bit of a cliffhanger, so I decided to just post the whole thing. Anyways, I hope you guys will enjoy this latest installment. And as always, thank you so very much for continuing to comme...
EPILOGUE: When the contest and subsequently the orgy ended, the mothers and the daughters in the contest returned to resume their normal day to day activities. Rochelle Hamilton, living in Dallas returned somewhat affected from her participation. Although she had been a member along with her husband since the beginning of the TLR, she had never been involv...
Chapter 1: Hello, Rance The first time I laid eyes on him, I knew I was in trouble. I mean, this man was it. He was every woman's wet dream. Just looking at him was enough to dampen my panties. "Who is that?" I asked Doreen Jamieson, my guide on the indoctrination tour. I didn't have to explain what I was referring to. She knew instantly. "That's Rance...
I was blissfully enveloped in my "happy place." Most people's thoughts go to their "happy place" in time of desperate need to relieve the stresses of their normal workaday lives. But, I'm one of the lucky ones. I get to live in my "happy place" whenever I want. I spent the first half of my career positioning myself for my current lifestyle. I have my own...
I joined the Air Force in 1988 at the age of 19 with a guaranteed job of Aeromedical Specialist, which at the time had an Air Force Specialty Code of 4F0X1. I was excited as hell to both get out of my small hometown which offered a high school graduate nearly very little when it came to job opportunities, and nothing along the lines of excitement either. Joi...
[If unfamiliar with the storyline in Beyond a Reasonable Doubt, stop now and read that one before resuming. AL/a] * Acheson sat behind the wheel, looked at Genie sitting beside him in the dark, then he flipped on the overhead light, picked up a notepad and began writing. "I need to get packed," he said as he wrote, "and stop by the pharmacy on the way to t...
This is a true story that spends a great deal of time talking about sailing. It will have a ton of sex thrown in but I would hate to have you disappointed in thinking that it was going to be an over and over slam-bam thank-you-mam kind of a sex story. I've tried to throw in the landlubbers' description of nautical things whenever I thought it was needed. We...
Authors Note: Well guys, it's only been two years in the making! I first of all have to apologize to anyone who was waiting for a follow up. School, work, faulty computers and life in general all seemed to conspire to get in the way of my writing! But, without further ado, here's chapter 2 of Hurricane! Saturated with my blood sweat and tears! Enjoy it and t...