Onions Cry Too Edited by Thegreat_pretender The day was gloomy, sending rain falling with no avail upon the little pink house at 4270 N Widows. Inside, Shawky, Annry, and Gaxi were discussing something very important. "Yeah, so if I had a cool code name, it would be 'Back Drop' Yeahoo!" Gaxi cheered, jumping around in her panties and a t-shirt. "That's...
I moved down the aisle of the market, placing food for the week in my cart. I was moving slowly, the skin on my left side was still stiff and painful from the grafts. I reached out for the beef potpie with my good hand, the right one; my left hand was gloved to protect the healing tissues below. As I reached up, my hoodie moved back slightly on my head, enou...
Jerrod was, by most measures, quite a brawny man. The stockman had built up his strength helping the ship's brimstone mage roll around barrels and get the pipes set up. Helping mages kill people was good exercise. He'd never been much of a warrior, really—he could hold his own, as could any pirate who faced regular resistance, but he'd mostly been in charge...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The mai...
Author's Note: A Drow's Dilemma began as a one-on-one roleplaying project and has been converted into a chapter-by-chapter format for weekly posting with the permission and assistance from my partner. It will contain a considerable amount of sexual themes such as femdom, lesbian, straight, 'reverse' rape, BDSM, group sex, romance, and other themes. The mai...
This is the second tale from The Cougar Ridge Subdivision and is a continuation of Moving In. I would encourage you to read the stories in order. Part 2: Returning the Moving Truck (or The Accommodating Neighbor) Monday morning broke clear and mild over the little Cougar Ridge Subdivision. It was a typical early June morning on the east-facing slopes of th...
Author's Note: This took a little longer to get up than I was hoping for, and Chapter 7 still isn't finished and will also be delayed. Hopefully I'll get back in the swing of things now that the Holidays are over! **** Thundering hooves quaked over the rolling plains as the scouting party descended on the small village just as the sun approached the horizo...
My apologies for the delay between chapters. I write when I travel; flight delays and nights in the hotel are a particularly good time. However my travel over the past couple of months was down a bit, but now I'm back; for those who sent notes hoping I'd continue, please rest assured that when I get tired of writing this story I will write one more chapter t...
So, with my last story, I riled up the LW crowd and had a good laugh. Now, I'm going to get back to what I like best: Telling a good sexy love story. I hope you enjoy and, as always, please feel free to leave constructive criticism. * "Pardon me?" the young man in the brown blazer and ripped blue jeans asked the trio of suited men across the glass-top and...
Lara always knew her childhood wasn't typical. Single mothers raise lots of kids so that wasn't what made it different. Neglect is a harsh word. Rather it was the general ambivalence or presumption of independence on the part of her mother. Lara never knew her father and as she got older she realized her mother did not know him either. More than likely Lara...