Chapter 2 -- La Donna e Mobile "We have to place her on the table over there!" Pratt said to the nurse. There was a low examining table in the corner. Jill looked around her, obviously wondering what was about to happen. I tried to meet her eyes, but she avoided my gaze. Connie wheeled the stretcher near the table, and smiled forcefully at Jill. "Could y...
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Part 1 "Here's some burnt connective tissue," she said, wiping a small grease splatter off her nipple and forking three strips of bacon onto Rod's plate. Before turning back to the stove she snapped off a piece for herself. Burnt connective tissue tasted so good sometimes, especially on a late winter morning like this. Her comment was playing to her vegeta...
** Hello Guns and Dust fans! I am so glad to be back after my hiatus! Sorry for being a little late getting this out for you, but January was busier than I had expected. I hope you enjoy chapter eight and thank you for the kind comments I've received during my hiatus. Now back to Adina and Asher! ** Guns and Dust - chapter eight - Adina kicked hard...
To those of you who commented about the length of my story. I am new to this, and I apologize for the epic that it was. I just started writing what was in my head and got carried away. I have gone through and removed a lot that I thought was irrelevant. I was actually trying to make it longer, because I thought it wouldn't be long enough. I wanted readers t...
GOLDIE PART 3: THE MAN WITH THE GOLDEN PENIS Goldie Part 3 - Prison Life, Solitude, a Family's Sexual Affair Here in the penitentiary I'm alone in my cell. Those of us on death row don't have roommates or more precisely, cell mates. We don't have shoe laces or belts and although we could easily hang ourselves with the sheets or even a de-threaded pillow ca...
IV "She sounds psychotic to me," Judith Somerfield said as they stepped out on the front porch. She didn't know what else to think... Todd Wakeman was shook up, confused, and while he couldn't quite put a finger on what had just happened -- he wasn't ready to jump on the psychiatric bandwagon just yet. "I don't know. She seems focused, almost intact, at l...
Disclaimer. The following story is a work of fiction and has no basis in reality. Any resemblance of characters to real people or plot lines to real events is purely coincidental. Also, I know you're horny - but please practice safe sex. Comments, tips and constructive criticism are most welcome. Complaints and nonconstructive criticisms are most definitel...
"You're Sandra, the model?" I asked. She nodded timidly. I was a little surprised. She had said on the phone that she had model experience, but she didn't look like a model. She was very slim, small arse and small breasts, not at all like a model. To you it may sound as if she looked exactly like a model, but I'm an artist and artist models have curves. The...
It wasn't going to be easy to take a shower with the long leg cast on but he had to manage somehow. He could sit on the edge of the tub and maybe leave his casted leg out of the tub and then try to wash the rest of his body somehow. She was still sleeping in the Queen Size bed, her hair covering her face buried in the pillow. It had gotten late the night b...