Fat man sitting on a little stool Takes the money from my hand While his eyes take a walk all over you Hands me the ticket, smiles, and whispers "good luck" Well, cuddle up angel, cuddle up my little dove And we'll ride down baby, into this tunnel of love CHAPTER 10: The Crucible Dr. Gayle Seymour tensed as the first footage on the DVD played. The scene w...
The doorbell at the Melor place rang twice. The two punctuating pushes of the button conveyed persistence, but not impatience. Without word, the caller declared both "you will answer," and "I will wait for it to happen." Ronald Melor got up from his breakfast. Oatmeal and toast would cool rapidly, and not be very good cold, so he would have to be brief wit...
BACK HOME DB86#2 Edited by: Pat A trip back home changed their lives. **** CHAPTER 1 Michael had just raised his hand to knock on the door when a shriek rang out from the other side. The sound immediately had him dropping the flowers he carried. He opened the door and entered the room filled with women in purple dresses, all peering at him with wide,...
I felt myself becoming restless underneath the covers. It was late Wednesday morning, and I had my duvet pulled over my head to block out the god-awful light. Yesterday had seen the mass exodus of students and faculty for the Thanksgiving holiday, and I now had the entire dorm to myself. It wasn't just Evens Hall either, as far as I knew, I was the only hold...
Part 3 Risky Business I did pretty well staying in touch with both my father and the Nordbergs. We didn't always have a lot to talk about, but it was good to see a familiar face and we seemed to connect better with the visual reference. Hell, I had no problem with seeing Kristiana. She was, as always, very easy on the eyes. The months rolled by and soon i...
Chapter 4 - Celia Part Two ...wherein a tour is held, a bed sees better days, and a return home raises questions. Celia—her entire body still dripping heavy globs of pearly cum on the ground behind her—shakily led Vicki through the door into her home, refusing to let go of the beautiful teenage girl's warm little hand once it had been offered a few minute...
This story is a submission to the sixth Friendly Anonymous Writing Challenge (FAWC) and a tribute to the founder of FAWC, slyc_willie, who we lost unexpectedly in October 2015. The true author of this story is kept anonymous until the end of the competition. Authors base their story on a list of four items. Their choices included the following letters: S L Y...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) * "Hell...
NOTE: To understand the dynamic and the story here, I strongly recommend starting with Chapters 1 & 2. Beyond that, I'll only say that, as someone with admitted addictions to both Supernatural and writing in general, I suppose I should have expected them to collide at some point, though I haven't written fanfiction in years. It was this idea that finally...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of non-consensual or reluctant sex. I need to thank my team. My editors are Girlinthemoon, norafares, Hal, Pixel the Cat and GeorgeAnderson. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks103x also gives me a pre-post read. Thank you all. ***** When the shit hits the fan there's rarely time to r...