Note: This is the first part of a two part story. That ass. That sweet ass. How the hell was a boy supposed to concentrate when Professor McKenzie was bending over her desk, letting her short skirt ride up. After all, this was the Professor Denise McKenzie, the very one who had once posed in Playboy. The one who had penned an entire book about oral sex. Ov...
This is a rewrite of a piece that had been published on LIT a while back but was pulled by the Mod because someone read "sexualization of murder" INTO my story line. Just to be clear here folks... I DO NOT WRITE, FEEL OR POSTULATE that concept here. I have ALWAYS had my characters accept the punishment demanded by willfully taking a human life or committing...
Puffing, Dey came to a stop beside the squid who ran the "Fantastical Flavored Ice Slush" stand on the corner of her fifteen K run. It was worth the hassle it took to get there. She was on liberty for the last bit of her convalescence. But just because she was supposed to be recovering from surgery didn't mean she wasn't going to try and get ahead on her tra...
Strange Encounters Charly closed the heavy wooden door behind her and stood in total darkness. She stood at the top of steps that had been cut into the hard rock, and what led to a secret place beneath the lighthouse. It was this place, the existence of it, and the history of why it came to be that would never allow for the sale of Lighthouse #1. The world...
It was about 4:00 Saturday afternoon and John Wayne still had over 24 hours to spend with Diana Maitland trying to get her pregnant...he knew it was the only thing that would make her stay with him. She had told him that, though she's loved him for so many years and fantasized about him desiring her, she had never believed he could love her...she felt unwort...
Alfie couldn't stop laughing. Maybe it was drugs; well, they had consumed a lot. Or maybe it was the suspense of the next few days before school started again. Who knows but Alfie couldn't stop laughing. Blatt, his obese friend was leaning back in his chair, his waist spilling over the sides, continuing his friend's parental abuse. "I tell you Alfie, your P...
Thanks in part to my other concerns, such as being treated like a regular at Highlights on the Marsh, I had all but forgotten about my modified hearing aids, which were still in my old lady purse. I got them out just before Whitney brought my drink. "Thank you, dear," I said to Whitney when she put the Tom Collins in front of me. "I'm sorry if I offended yo...
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There was too much water. Snatch understood, intellectually, that he was at the bottom of a vast ocean, sealed within dark, twisting vaults suffused with magic that somehow kept the rest of the ocean at bay, rendering narrowly survivable what had to be the third-worst dungeon crawl he'd ever embarked on since becoming an adventurer. Still. It was really, r...
[The betrayal is over, the divorces final, more than twenty lives ruined and we've moved three times. The four of us share our lives and our beds. Carol and Jenny are bi and act like it. Mike and I enjoy loving them both. It has been a little over three years since Pat was served divorce papers.] This began as a Loving Wives story and included betrayal, c...