This is a copyrighted original work of fiction. All rights reserved. All characters featured herein are at least eighteen years of age, even if not expressly stated. Any resemblance between actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental. Song lyrics contained herein remain the original artist's property. * I had belonged to the local bonsai club...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
Thanks for clicking on my story. It's one of many created for the Highway Song Event, and I hope you'll check out all the others. There are really great authors participating. Special thanks to BlackRandl1958 for editing and for organizing the event, and to NoraFares for her constant help and encouragement. Fair warning -- there's not a lot of sex in this...
This story is about 30,000 words long. You'll see why when you read it. All characters in this story are aged 18 and over. Chapter 1 Tiffany's bright, pretty face was animated. Her curly blonde hair wiggled as she told the story. The other girls leaned in, their curiosity aroused, eager to hear every dirty detail. "...so he really wanted me to give him a...
Hey Folks. This one took a while. After "Sparty Party" I had a lot of things to do for my classes and a few for my gorgeous wife. This was originally meant as a Halloween story, but I think it's okay any way. Thanks for Barney -R doing his usual editing wizardry. Thanks also to all of the wolverine fans and Spartan fans who realized that "Sparty Party" was t...
My name is Bill Edwards, at least everyone in my life calls me Bill although my wife insists on calling me Billy. That takes me back to my adolescent days which I would rather forget. At slightly over 6 feet tall and around 180 lbs., I am 32 and on a decent career path in the marketing department at the pharmaceutical company that I work for. I am not the pe...
Author's note: Welcome to the third chapter of Two Thousand and Ten - the tale of a year in the life of two friends from a seaside town in southern England. I would like to take this opportunity to point out that the following chapter is purely a work of fiction, my character names are chosen totally at random, and no resemblance to any person (living or d...
I sat there in the almost pitch dark room. Almost pitch dark because there was a bit of a glow from the little light on the computer monitor signifying that it was in sleep mode. I sat there with a headful of thoughts that I wished I didn't have. The door opened admitting a shaft of light and my wife came into the room. "What are you doing in here? I've bee...
Hey Folks, this one is kind of twisty. It's more of a character study than a fable. There are no sterling examples of humanity here, only several very flawed people who make the best of a bad situation. The only thing about this story that is a Sterling example of anything would be the job that Barney-R did in editing it. But I think it's a good story for a...
I have written this story for the one night in XXX story event. Thanks to Chloe Tzang for generating and organising the event and inviting anyone to enter. Please excuse any mistakes - I was racing against the clock to get this one finished. *** 6 February, 1788 Eleven ships have now been sitting at anchor in the sheltered waters of Port Jackson at the in...