My Sweet Canadian Girl Ch. 03 By Masterbates13 Part three picks up with Rick's call to Cassie's new cell phone. Thanks for reading so far. I hope part three lives up to your expectations. Once again I urge you to practice safe sex unlike my fictional characters. Sorry in advance for any grammatical errors I missed. Comments, good or bad, are welcomed as al...
Samantha Trying to overcome her embarrassment at being caught masturbating in the locker-room by the daughter of the proprietor of Verdant Mountain Vistas, Samantha had elected to go for a run. Verdant Mountain Vistas was a nude recreation center about fifteen minutes out of town. Samantha had been recommended the center by her cousin Ethan, a fellow nudist...
Chapter 11 – Was that bait? "Would you show me the Circle?" The question came from Jenny Harvest. From the tremor in her voice Dave figured she taken at least all-day to work up to the question. "Of course," Dave replied. "If you want, you can follow me home and then leave whenever you want. We do a cocktail hour in the early evening, and then I also inv...
Act One: Boy Meets Goo Chapter One: There Ain't Nothing in the World… Dee reached into the refrigerator, peeled off the cellophane sealing the wide mouth of the metal mixing bowl, and chickened out. "I can't do this," he said. He tipped the bowl and took a long, hard look at the Jell-O inside. The surface shone in the fridge's light but did not shift. The...
The summer between my second and third years at the university I lived at home and delivered newspapers on the outskirts of the large city of Overbrook. It was hard work getting up at three despite the weather. We all gathered at an all night grocery to fold the papers and load our cars. Every morning it was the same routine. Occasionally the truck that brou...
Author's Notes: Sorry for the wait, but here's to 2017. Enjoy! Dedicated to Chris. Go be the best damn doctor you can be. ***** Chapter 1: I sighed, taking a sip of water from the glass on my desk. I picked up my pen once more, scanning the paper in front of me. I was currently going through club paperwork that Principal Finch forgot to give me befor...
Last week James came home from work tired and frustrated. He fixed us some dinner and we sat quietly for about fifteen minutes before he spoke. When he did his voice was low and nervous. "I have to go to Baton Rouge for a week long conference. I would like for you to come with me," he said softly. "When are you going?" I asked. " It's a week and a half aw...
My name is Charles Murphy. My friends call me 'Chuck', unless they want to piss me off, then they call me 'Chucky'. That does piss me off but I never show it. I am very good at concealing my true emotions. It was almost noon, on a bright sunny North Central Florida day, when I saw the old Rolls Royce limo approach the entry gate. It sat at the gate for abou...
Chapter 19 Note: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: This Is a Novel 84. The Price of Admission Dycke Schneider called Harold Ch...
This is the finale of the story. I apologize, but this part is longer than the first three. I had originally intended to split the story into five parts, but I couldn't find a good point where the events had a natural divide and the last two sections would be roughly of equal length. Rather than pick an artificial split and leave everyone off-balance, I dec...