This story makes some references to "Joanie of Zurich," and will make more sense if you can read that story and also "Joanie joins the workforce" before this one. I accidentally misclassified Joanie of Zurich in BDSM, so you could look for it there if you want. I hope you enjoy this one. *************************** It was day 92 of my boring job. Actually...
This is a long story in four parts about a young man's tour of Europe. It's not meant to be read in one sitting. As always, votes and constructive feedback are much appreciated. Part 1 My hell-raising high school years were a thing of personal adolescent legend, though like most youthful behavior the stories were far bigger than reality. At base, my reckl...
Chapter 1: Need More Gil Cloud needed money but he was tired of fighting for it. His competitors were pathetically skilled street fighters with or without weapons. The money was good and fast, the only reason he had stuck to it. There weren't many fit jobs in Midgar and so Cloud kept fighting. "Bam!" The strong man fell on his back with a clap on the pavem...
Chapter One Peggy looked up from her Monday morning coffee, directly into Donna's questioning eyes. "Yeah, all right," she sighed, "I am bored. But so what? What should I do about it?" Donna smiled at her. "Depends on what you find boring," she answered sassily. "Is it because hubby's away too much?" "Partly," Peggy answered grudgingly. "And partly bec...
Lena Waiting at the passenger side of my car, I extended my hand to help him down. He accepted, and we strolled toward his front door. Some guys were still too proud to be assisted, but most were getting over it. Brian, my date for the evening, gave me an expectant smile as I knelt on his porch -- or, more accurately, his mother's porch -- to say good ni...
CHAPTER 1 "What's the job?" Vague gray eyes took in prospective the man they had considered for the job. His resume was impressive. Years of military experience that toughened his exterior, even killed off his feelings for the enemy, showing no mercy. He was dishonorably discharged after nine years of devotion to his country, lending himself as a free ag...
Sorry for the delay in getting out this latest chapter. Life has been busy, and writer's block can be a catty bitch sometimes. I hope you enjoy chapter four! The usual disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters involved in erotic scenes are over 18, even when not explicitly stated. * * * * * * THE FALLEN CHAPTER 4: MYSTERY "Seraphinus is the...
ADA Bridget Fonta was working late. Again. But with the recent release of Michael McKean she was concerned enough to ignore her work for a moment and watch the interviews the local news had of him on their website. She hated watching the ones they had of her. She always felt she came across... wrong somehow. She listened as the reporter asked, "Are you worr...
CHAPTER ONE John Smith stood his ground, staring into the hate filled eyes of the vampire in front of him, they both waited for the other to make the first move, a cat screeched across the road, the vampire quickly glancing away... That's all it took... John looked mid thirties, light brown hair, dark eyes, average height and weight, he walked slowly, ke...
The buyout, the stock option payoff, the golden exit -- everybody says that it's a moment when dreams come true, but nobody says that your dreams die in the process. Jeremy sat diagonally from me at the conference table, looking like he wanted to skip the rest of the day and get to the drinking. He was never one for wearing ties, much less suits, so having t...