Everybody calls me Palmer or Mr. Palmer, but really its only Ducky that calls me Mr. Palmer. Except Agent Lee. Agent Michelle Lee. When nobodies around, she calls me her stud muffin, or Baby, because stud muffin, is too hard to say when she is in the middle of an orgasm. I don't recall how or when it started exactly, but we have been fucking like bunnies f...
Inspired by the athletes they had watched in the Olympic Games, Dominic Scalia Jr. and Chad Anderson went out for their middle school swim team. Both boys proved to be adept swimmers that specialized in the freestyle stroke. Of course there was friendly competition between the boys. Both families faithfully attended swim meets and the competitions were duly...
Teresa and Dominic Scalia were busily brainstorming entertainment ideas for the upcoming Community Chest gala. "We've got the band with a featured singer, but I think we need something else. Something for a change of pace." said Teresa. Dominic thought for a moment. "How about a magician? It could be the first act right after dinner and before we clear the...
Liz Brannigan was asleep. Her warm, naked body was curled up against him in a fetal position. She was sucking her thumb, which he found to be very endearing. Derek Talbot smiled. She looked so beautiful and innocent, like a little girl. Her shaved pubis only added to the effect. They hadn't fucked; they had made love - there was a distinction. A shadow...
The memory came back as it always did when I had a job interview. Little Nicola and me at eight years old sitting on her back porch talking about what we hoped we'd be doing in twenty or so years time. I was going to be a universal teacher, I'd already discovered I had a knack for it, and she was going to be a great scientist, something we both knew she coul...
This isn't a quick piece of smut, but I can't say it's going to rank among the great works of literature either. Enjoy. As always I want to thank my editors for their help and support. And now I'll beg. Please send votes and feedback. They compensate for the long, emotional slogging that is required of a writer. Teresa Collins looked at herself in the clo...
Until this morning, it had not been a good week for Jack Palmer, Attorney at law. Increasingly urgent demands for overdue alimony from his bitch, ex-wife found their way almost daily to his small, two roomed office. One of his few clients was threatening to take her business elsewhere if he did not soon produce some results on the impending case against her...
Fifi's older sister, Catherine O'Quinn invited Fifi to her mating to John Palmer, son of the pack alpha from the Palmer pack of Palmer Island, South Carolina. Fifi and Catherine are the daughters of the number one beta in the Jackson Pack. Even though Fifi had broken the bond with her alpha and left her family and the pack more than twenty years ago, it woul...
Chapter 6 — THURSDAY NIGHT — Volkov throws a party The Smoke Stack was a tall and narrow club, designed to resemble the inside of a bloated factory tower. The building from the outside was made of darkly tinted glass, although even from a distance the gyrating silhouettes of dancers could be seen on every level of the club. It was the perfect location for o...
Winter break was over and the students and staff that lived on the premises of the School of the Sacred Heart were beginning to fill the halls, dorms, and classrooms once more. Amy Chasteman and Teresa Knight were just two of the seventy young girls who resided within the walls of the two hundred year old academy. Both girls were looking forward to the 201...