My name is Jake. I am a 28 year old white male. I make very good money and live in a beautiful golf course condo. I have a nice car, lots of free time but limited hobbies. I am alone. Every time I meet a woman I find that they are superficial and only after a life on easy street. My sex life has been reduced to nothing more than more superficial woman on my...
Pulling up into the gravel driveway, I felt my insides quiver. The steering wheel felt slick as my palms sweated with eagerness and nerves. Even though no one touched me, I felt my skin tingle at the thought of the man inside the house. Over a year ago, I had begun to speak to him over the Internet. Through exchanged pictures, and text messages, he had beco...
A week after moving to live with the Williams', Skye received a call from the State Department. The Official said Skye and a companion of her choice had been invited to visit China for seven days on a cultural exchange next month, a visit that had been approved by both Governments. "But why?" "Because you have significant impact as a writer in parts of Chi...
Chapter Two Godwin - 3749 C.E. "Frankly," said the consultant as he hovered cross-legged in the air beside Paul, "you're not doing especially well for a man of your age." "What do you mean?" Paul asked nervously. The doctor consulted the holo-manual at eye level by his side. "You're nearly eighty years old, aren't you? That's an age that might once have...
It was a difficult task to adapt to life living in Freeland. Like those dictatorships which call themselves the "People's Democratic Republic" or suchlike, the name was a little on the inaccurate side. Freeland was technically a democracy, though it's politics were dominated by two political parties which Leah had never really managed to distinguish between....
Michael hardly slept a wink. He'd just been the slave, the complete, eager and willing sexual slave to Beth, a very sexy 60-year-old woman he'd met in the bar at the hotel where he was staying on business. She'd seduced him with flashes of her sexy old legs, visible as her black pant legs rode up while she sat at the bar, showing her muscular calves bubblin...
To the Reader, This is a group of short stories written by myself on the Author's Thread. I hope you enjoy my growth as I have enjoyed growing through learning. Thank you to the Webmaster for allowing me to publish these stories here. Wildsweetone. * * * * * 289 words The curtains rose gently as the breeze wafted through the window. Unseeing, she gaze...
"You are a hard man to find, Mr. Elkins." "Not really. I might have been difficult to locate but not hard to find if you looked in the right place." The gray-haired man frowned and replied, "That makes no sense at all." "Oh, it would if you lived in the real world. I told a dozen people that I was taking my boat for a Great Loop trip. That means you could...
It was always hard to focus at this time a day; Five days a week, at ten am, Monday through Friday, for the past three weeks. He didn't know why it happened, and sure as fuck couldn't even begin to explain how. This sort of thing isn't supposed to be possible after all. This was real life. This wasn't some high fantasy setting in which this sort of thing was...
~chapter 2 ~Eliza/Lisa The sun blazed hotly in the midmorning sky, turning the arid wasteland of the freehold expanse into a sweltering mess as Eliza gawked at the cargo arranged before them and tried not to pass out from heat exhaustion. The heat in the dilapidated warehouse was oppressive, outside wasn't any better, and her pounding headache was only mak...