Almost a year after the Super Bowl incident, things had gotten grimmer. One evening Scrip stood, one foot on each chair as Marigold had ordered him, with each hand sticking out and holding a large encyclopedia with a glass on top of that. Scrip knew if he dropped the glass, the red wine would hit the carpet, and all hell would break loose... Marigold was...
Good Morning fine readers. This is a story that I wrote a while ago, but didn't know if I should continue it. So, I'm putting it out there for a vote. Is there enough here that you want to see it continue? Let me know yeah or nay. If you say yeah, then also give me some of your ideas on where it should go. Lisa's Dilemma What are the odds of something li...
After his unforgettable Fathers Day gift the previous night, Miles rises early the next morning as Elayna still slumbers. Careful not to wake her as he slips from the bed, clad only in boxer briefs, he steps quietly to the door. Before he departs he glances back at her—messy hair, mouth drooping open, arms and legs everywhere—and his love for her swells. She...
Sam grabbed his car from the garage, swung by the coffee shop to collect Miranda, and headed to his tiny apartment in the neighborhood he optimistically called "pre-gentrified." At a stop light Sam quickly texted Viv that he had to grab some things from his apartment, and he'd probably just crash there for the night. 'Makes sense,' Viv texted back. 'I'll be...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This stand-alone story covers the end of Dara's time in Bangkok, but not her last week in Thailand. Reading the other "Dara..." stories is suggested but not required. For the convenience of those who read the other stories, the chapters are numbered sequentially. These chapters f...
Simon Simon brushed a hand through his hair and adjusted his pants as he hurried out of Gabriella's bedroom. He prayed his hard-on wasn't visible when he got closer to the living room and found Patricia and Myra sitting on the couch. "Hey," Patricia said. "I thought you'd be out with the guys tonight." He shrugged. "Decided to call it an early night. How...
Vern Jordan was there with Bob and Cathy. He spoke to Emerson. "These two are everything to me and the missus. They are old enough to be on their own, but as parents we worry. I know the sort of things that are in front of you. We made a few drives in Texas over the years. I want you to know you have my permission to spank either one of them as the need aris...
Chapter Sixteen As the train carrying Marie pulled out of the station on its way south, Cassie was arriving home. She had a headache and had left early since she had no appointments that afternoon. Zak was out at his new job. It was badly paid, but he had explained to her that he had been made redundant from his well paid job with a music agency, and that...
Day 75 At the sound of the doorbell, Jon jolted from his chair. Was he dreaming? Had he fallen asleep? Or had he simply zoned out somehow? That last was getting more and more common; he would awaken at work with no recollection of what he had been doing. Just today he had found himself in his car, the motor idling, in front of his parents' house, fumbling f...
It is quite possible that Mirella's sense of reality has become somewhat warped as a result of watching too many James Bond movies - or watching them too many times. She owned tapes of every movie ever made and watched them constantly. Needless to say, those were her favorite films. There was, however, one aspect which got up her nose. The female agents who...