INTRODUCTION The hair of Bolt's agent Dorothy Mullenbach was tinged pink. She was overweight and had a tendency to pass wind at bad moments and laughed with a touch of whinny. Most other things about her were okay, apart from her bossiness. The young and handsome novice movie actor had wound up with Dot, as she preferred being called, because no other agen...
This includes gender change, non-consent sex, straight sex, and lesbian sex. If any on those offend you, please skip this story. ***** It was really kind of stupid how it all happened, or maybe I was pretty stupid for letting it happen. I had my masters degree in chemistry, but with enough student loans that I couldn't afford to go for a doctorate. I was a...
Fitting a gown for the Charity Gala Dave and Julie had been inseparable since the sailing date. Dave's shop was in between yacht restorations and Julie had quit the restaurant job, so nothing competed with their time together. Dave loved the way Julie embraced life, so he took her to all kinds of events and activities just to see the joy on her face. Dave...
Across the Rooftops - Again Chapter 3 The next morning found the two friends walking to the beach once more from their car. "I've been thinking," said Ewan, "about your bottom." "Oh yes?" Ed raised his eyebrows in amusement and waggled his bottom in a rather girly way. "Seriously though, I think perhaps we should have cum over each other's bottoms yeste...
I've had it with community college teaching and I'm packing it in at the end of the contract year. Anyone who's ever taught in one of these places knows why. After talking things over with Nancy, I've decided to go on for my Ph.D. Maybe it will allow me to get a real college teaching job. We've been able to put away a little money over the past two years, an...
Author's note 10/15/2014: So here is the last chapter. I said from the beginning that I would finish the story and not leave my readers hanging. I stuck to that. I'm not sure that everyone will be satisfied, but I am. Thanks for all the encouragement over the past couple of months. It made finishing the story much easier knowing there were people who wante...
Hammer stared into the silvered glass with a knit brow. He didn't like what was going on here, not one bit. He hadn't lost any size, save for a measure of height, but the sharp angles of his face were not the strong features he remembered. Nor was the black skin and the mane of silver-white hair that gleamed in the faerie fire light his lover had conjured....
This is a work of fiction. Any similarity between the characters herein described and persons living or dead is purely coincidental. *** "That's it," Joanna gasped. "Right there. Keep doing that. Yeahhhhh, oh yeah. Fuck me, Baby. Fuck me harder!" I have never seen anything more beautiful in my life than the flushed face of my wife in the throes of sexual...
Thank goodness for New Orleans. I badly needed the break and my husband Philip was back in one of his moods leading up to the trip. Which means he wants to talk about "the subject" again and I have shown no interest (well, complete avoidance would be a better way to put it) whenever "the subject" is broached. Every couple of weeks or months the pouting and g...
Theik leaned back in the chair. "I can't tell you much about me since I somehow lost my memories. The first real memory I have is from several weeks ago when I woke up next to the road I came in." That was safe enough to say since whoever might be listening wasn't going to get much from it. "I will tell you that though my memories only start a short time ago...