It was usually the cold air that woke him up, and if not that then a hot body grinding against him. If he was lucky, it would be Mary Jane; at least then he didn't feel guilty. However, it rarely was her, and when it was Black Cat would be watching nearby, mocking the red head's "poor performance" and pulling her off so she could finish the job herself. Spi...
Author's Note - Please read from Chapter 1 to make sense of this. This is not a quick stroke story. There will be sexy-times, but they will only happen as the story's pace dictates, and that won't start quick. Thank you for reading this far into this tale! Edited 19 November All characters participating in sexual activities are 18 or older. Chapter 25...
The smell of tomato sauce wafted down the corridor as I stepped out of the elevator. I made my way down the carpeted hallway, humming a tune I'd heard on the radio. It was eight o'clock in the evening, and I had come straight from work. Well, relatively. A plastic grocery bag containing a gallon of Napoleon ice cream swung from one hand as I knocked on Angel...
Behind her cat's eyes glasses her green eyes were blazing. A note of half suppressed hysteria flavoured her voice as she issued orders. She sounded ardent, metallic, possessed. She was in fact a mad genius, driven by her own quasi-religious vision. Miss Cuff was in charge- very, very much in charge- and her project, this school production in which boys wore...
After the coming of the Darkula, survival is all that matters... A story in the tradition of the 'Man's Action Adventure' pulp magazines. There's movement, from the floors below. So she's pacing on the raw stalks of nerves. Strange days. Scared of what every sound portends. Been sealed up here for a month, keeping the mad world at bay. Keeping to shadows...
Chapter Thirteen Kaylee sat across from Gabe at a table in one of the nicer restaurants in town. She couldn't help but look around her nervously, her eyes scanning the faces of the men around her, wondering if one of them could be the man who was going to try to take her. "Stop being so nervous," Gabe laughed, reaching out and taking her hand, though he t...
"I hate this place." "I hate that you're such a brat," Danielle said to her little brother. "Why do we have to go? Ma-mère doesn't even speak English," he whined some more. "She does, too." She reached over and smacked him just because she could. "You're just too stupid to understand her." "Dani, don't antagonise your brother," her mom scolded from the f...
Chapter Four -- The Next Evening After a long and physically exhausting day, I was finally on my way back to the hotel. As I swung the door open, there on the sofa to greet me sat Jackie, watching TV. She was dressed much as she was the night before, with two notable exceptions. First, she had no blouse or jacket on -- only her bra -- and she wore her eye...
August 1916 Return to the Fold The RE8 was steady at 10,000 feet above the front. Phillip stood in the rear cockpit and scanned the skies for any sign of enemy aircraft. He had been back on the squadron for four days and this was his eleventh patrol. The Huns seemed to have more and more Albatros D IIs in the area now and 14 Squadron had been among the firs...
Tammy wasn't the only member of her family that happened to be summoned to downtown Montgomary that fateful afternoon. She knew her husband Carl had run up a few gambling debts from his Sunday afternoon football failures, but he had told Tammy that the total was only around $400. In reality, the closer sum of Carl Scroggins's ignorance was approaching $4,00...