There is no sex scene in this chapter. But the treasure hunt and the murder mystery are advanced, setting up the Big Reveal. Thanks for your support and positive comments. *************** When I awoke, Sheila was gone. People were already up, bustling around the kitchen. The shower would likely be occupied, so I put on my shorts and decided to brave the...
I was at Jasper National Park in Canada camping by myself. I had become used to camping by myself, I had not wanted that but everyone I knew had outgrown that stage of their lives. I had a semi girlfriend but she was not a teacher and could not take off on long camping trips. I assuaged her feelings by taking her to Las Vegas as soon as I got back home. I...
Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world – thesoundandfury. And check out his new novel – Models and Super Spies. Thanks Ken, not only for your editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 10: The Party The series of elegant, ivy and bay leaf-lined black marquees...
She sat on the straw-covered floor in the corner of the foul-smelling cell, a tiny question mark of naked, quivering flesh. The cramped stone chamber had been her world for...weeks? Months? She'd lost track. Tears coursed down Teresa Verdugo's soft cheeks. She was chained to the wall by a heavy iron collar, and her wrists and ankles were manacled together....
Denis and I run a small but profitable photographic studio where we specialize in family portraits and we also take glamour photographs. We have our studio attached to our home. It was originally a large hairdressing salon which was purpose built by the previous owners of our home. We do enough of the photographic work to keep us both employed - Denis does t...
Part One: The Discovery August 15, 2010: Sam Johnson hated going into the bank. A long time computer nerd, he so much preferred doing everything possible online. Paying bills. Ordering gifts. So much simpler than having to go out and interact with people. Today's quest was something he always left to his wife Teresa, digging out the kids' birth certificates,...
"FUCK ME YOU STUD!" the slender new trap screamed in agonizing bliss as the muscular stud pounded him from behind. Connor could see the brute's body changing by the second. He arms grew more muscular and his jaw grew more angular, but even stranger was his cock. It seemed to be growing thicker and larger as he plowed the twink's ass. The bull wasn'...
"I'm really hungry," I told Teresa, "Would you mind if we went to lunch before we started shopping?" Teresa was in town to do some shopping and then have a girl's night out with me. My eight-year-old daughter was spending the weekend with a friend and my husband had to work overtime all weekend. He never liked it when Teresa and I would get together. He sai...
This story continues on from "Alex is forced to become a whore". This chapter works as a stand-alone story. Alex adjusted his black silk kimono; it was short, coming down to his mid thigh and he wanted it to be open so he appeared available but not blatantly so, leave something to the imagination he thought. Alex had worked at Cartwright and Palmer for al...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...