Brief Backstory: Picking up on previous accounts of Luther "The Root" Casey, it's the late 1970's and our well-hung hero is now a 19 year-old college student at a large Midwestern university. Having just completed his freshman year and recruited to play bass in a well-established local rock band, he has stayed on in the college town for the summer and is li...
PROLOGUE (present day) As I walked down the grassy bank and approached the lake I barely noticed the gay collage of joggers, bicyclists, strollers and children. I was in a pensive mood, and this familiar place opened doors to my past that I'd kept closed for a long time. It was right here where my former life had come to an end and where my new one had begu...
The next afternoon, Dr. Blackwell dropped by to check on his patient. He changed the bandage on Trevor's shoulder, grunting his approval when he saw that the skin around the wound looked healthy and pink, and he noted that Trevor's cheeks were regaining some of their usual vitality. When he finished his task, the doctor sat back on the side of the bed. Ther...
Twenty six years of a traditional marriage did not prepare me for my husband's request. David and I had married when I was only twenty and he had been twenty six. Tall, slim and dark haired, the young naval officer had no problem sweeping me off my feet and then keeping me on a short leash. He was possessive, sometimes too much. More than one party had I lef...
© Naoko Smith 2016 Grateful thanks to Bramblethorn, and to Bramblethorn's wife, for reading and commenting at very short notice on the story and helping out with suitable suggestions for young Victorian ladies' wardrobe items and sports activities. I had the idea for this story when I read on the Authors' Hangout that doctors used to use vibrators in Vict...
Edited by Thegreat_pretender 'But heed this, Gaxi Girl. From my research, people like us who were objects for sexual release can lose themselves and be put back there. This is why I've given you protection as well as myself, because even though I am reformed, my chip can be reactivated at any time, and a code can be entered that resets me to the 'factory de...
There is a framed, color photograph resting on one of the built-in shelves in the living room of my 5th floor apartment. Everyone who visits me here in downtown Baltimore pauses to pick it up and look. There are nine bare-chested guys in the photo, all in their late teens or early 20s, standing beside each other, outstretched arms over arms, on a bright sun...
"Why?" Mikael could not stop himself from demanding. Last time he had known. She thought he was the weakest link, wanted to try and manipulate him into helping her escape. But he was certain after his little lesson with knife play and edging, she would never again call him to her bed. And that was fine by him, he allowed that little voice to lie. The thing...
The path was dark and hidden, with the shadows of trees and stones marking it unsafe for travel. Evil echoed from the knotted branches with such warning the birds refused to nest. For the best part of five generations, insects and snakes were the only inhabitants of the Vár Forest. With the exception of Sholdaeth Tiernan. Shol's feet barely grazed th...
Chapter 19 Two porters were required to assist with their luggage. Susan had three large suitcases, mostly taken up by reference books, she claimed. Their staterooms were port and starboard. David told her to take the starboard one, as she would get more sun that side. His stateroom was bigger than his quarters on the Comet, but he noticed eight years...