A/N: It's been a long while since I've been able to get back to my Tikbalang stories. Here's the first chapter of the third novel in my series. I do hope you enjoy it, and I would really appreciate your feedback. Hopefully I can get back into my writing groove and be able to post more chapters soon. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ "Then wake up t...
Jason Stone was close to heading home. It had been a long day with delivery in pizzas. But finally, finally, his shift was almost over, and he could head home. Jason could practically see himself face deep in the pillow, sleeping without a problem. To him, that was all that mattered. He was walking over to the time clock for a chance to clock out. That was...
"Have you ever had a friend with a really hot sister? It's about the most awkward situation ever because you wanna do things to their sister, but you don't want to mess up your relationship with your friend. This story idea came to me reading through other stories. I don't have a sister, so I can't relate, but I did have a friend with a hot sister with gorge...
Author's Preface This chapter is the result of several requests from some people following the story. "The Alley of No Return" is a story about refusal to acknowledge illicit temptations, gradually giving in to them, and how powerful they become in a culture of denial, and oppression, of obvious glamour. Specifically in this chapter, if the notions of sexua...
Guidelines for Happily Married Hot Wives By Evangelina Vargas [Using some text from DawnMWF4Blk] OK, you have heard about being a "hot wife." It sounds sexy but a little scary, too. You have lots of questions and uncertainties and many women have written my brother, Homer Vargas, for advice. Well, he has asked me to reply because this is something better...
Sitting on the midnight train about to leave Paris, I hoped to keep the compartment to myself. Without enough money for a sleeper, I would get only what was available - I couldn't afford to be fussy. But I needed sleep. And to really sleep, I needed to be alone - I could have no disturbances. On this empty train, in the middle of a winter's night, I had a go...
Naked, I wrapped a towel around my waist, grabbed soap and shampoo and headed for the shower. As I turned the knob and stepped under the hot water, I had to blink away the image of Leoni standing there waiting for me. It was easy to imagine she was there. Let me paint a picture for you. She was five feet and three inches of perfection. Long brunette hair,...
Eva was a transfer student from Australia. What made her choose to study in Canada was never really clear to me, although in various conversations she hinted at a rather sordid set of circumstances down under - enough of a hint to make one feel like asking for details would be prying. In any case, Oz's loss, Canada's gain. She was stunning to look at, bright...
"Private Richa Sharma, you are a poor excuse for a soldier, you don't belong in the Canadian Armed Forces, you belong in one of those ethnic restaurants, go ahead, make my frigging Curry," says Drill Sergeant Jeremy Tremblay, laughing merrily as he looked at the tall, slightly chubby, round-faced young Indian-Canadian woman who stood before him, clad in army...
(It was late autumn of 1960 and I was 20 years old and was following my hobby of bird watching. I had unfortunately been captured by Amelia Wiff-Naseford, headmistress, for apparently being a Peeping Tom in the grounds of 'Dentwood Finishing School for Tall Girls aged 18 to 20 years old'. I had decided not to get the police involved by agreeing to submit m...