This is one of my own stories. I didn't have an editor so judge lightly. All errors/mistakes are mine and I do apologize. Any similarities to any real people or events are coincidental. Please feel free to comment and vote. Enjoy and thanks for reading. T A crumbled sky glared down at the world, it's red eyes marking the end of another day. Sean perched...
A Strange Friend A girl was sitting at the bench outside the Bus Stop. She was brown skinned, about six feet tall, and had long velvety black hair. She was waiting for her friend to show up so she could leave these humans before her inner demon decided he wanted to eat. Her name is Shekena-Volukar-Tinetsur, but the human friend she had made, Laura, calls h...
Celebrity Space Camp I: The Ties That Bynes For the life of me, I cannot remember the last time I went about my day without a nutritious breakfast in my stomach. It seemed sacrilegious—downright criminal perhaps—but on June 19th, 2006, I had very good reason to skip out on the most important meal of the day. By orders of Senior Aeronautical Commandeer Henry...
Chapter 2 Tweedledum and Tweedledee Kim's client sat silently opposite her on the flowered pink duvet cover. Kim knew she was good at her work. She had been working in this massage parlour for a couple of years now and that was long enough to have developed sound instincts about her customers. She had a bad feeling about this one from the moment he came in...
My thanks to lilgirlsix, this was her first attempt at editing and she was wonderful to work with. In addition thank you to Morganalafaie who helped me bring the story to life. Thank you both ladies. * It seemed like this day would never come. I put down my bag in the room of the downtown hotel I'd set up shop in this weekend. I had an appointment with an...
Each day I wake up, I expect myself to be entirely dead. I know that this might sound scary and intimidating to you, but it is the real and veritable truth. I don't know where I am going anymore. I don't know what will come and be of me in life. It is either I kill—or I get killed. I was only seventeen years old when I first became a prostitute. An underage,...
Winter blew a hard breeze into the foyer as she paused in the open doorway, appraising the men in the room, artfully flaunting her seductiveness. She turned slightly to shut the door, and an usher in a tux appeared at her side. “Let me get the door for you, ma’am, and may I take your coat?” She smiled, removed the wool cloak and handed it to him. This holida...
She had been so kind, so understanding of his needs, so nonjudgmental that he found himself gratefully allowing her to make him into the girl he had always wanted to be. When she hadn't freaked upon discovering his stash of female underwear and had honestly tired to understand what it was about them that excited him so he couldn't believe his luck. His bigge...
I first saw her browsing the aisles in half price books. Actually, I DIDN'T see her. I was kneeling down, looking at Piers Anthony books, deciding if I wanted to re-read the Xanth series. My back was sore, so I stood up and backed up. When I did, I bumped Her. "Please excuse me, I'm so..... sohh..sohhh" As I turned to apologize, when I saw Her I lost my abi...
I felt the gentle touch of your hand on the inside of my elbow, and instantly smiled. It was our signal, and it always pleases me to see you remember your training so very well. you were telling me in the most nondescript of ways that you were there at your master's side. Standing just behind me, and waiting for the answering gesture of me pulling you into t...