Dan had a trial in the morning. He had to figure out how to defend some stupid kid who broke into an old woman’s apartment and then got conked over the head with a frying pan. But it might as well have been him on trial, sitting in that chair next to the judge, trying to explain to his wife and three sons how he violated the same rules he had imposed on them...
I was released from the stocks and ordered to stand at defense counsel's table. My hands were uncuffed and I stood where I had many times before, but midst circumstances very unlike any I had encountered in my career. The Judge smiled from the bench and welcomed me to HER Court. "Counsel, it is nice to see you...all of you...in my Court today. You are, howev...
Your name is Luther Percival. An heirloom has been passed down from generation to generation in your family. {The gloves of the grail} They grant the barer great powers, equipping him or her for any situation. You have trained your entire life in the ways of the Knights Templar and have hardened yourself into a fighting machine. Commonly you appear normal. j...
When I walked into the police station I noticed a lowering in the chatter from the young handsome offices in the room. A quick look around let me noticed many of the eyes were on me. Again let me say a gal with a big pair of tits, old and saggy or not will catch the eye of a guy every time. Married or not the eyes have it. I have been told I can pass for fi...
Author's Note: This essay was originally published in The Hatchet: The Journal of Lizzie Borden Studies. It develops a theory proposed by writer and cook David Lee Dickerson. Although the author does not necessarily subscribe to Dickerson's theory, she takes his position to elaborate upon it. The Hatchet allows an author to submit pieces it has published els...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about the resumption of the story. Thank you again to blunajana who offered to help me with proofreading. Taking her advice I would like to mention that I have made mention of the Poem "My Country" by Dorothea McKellar for anyone interested in this as they read. I have also used a uniquely...
Author's Note: Okay, this one is literally just for shits and giggles. I will be writing sequels, but they too will be short and quick, however I will try to make them sweet as well. Warning: In later chapters there will be absurd breast expansion, futanari, extreme amounts of cum and lactation and anything else my messed up mind can conjure. Don't forget to...
After reading Redlyte "it's my all my fault" I sat there pissed. She does all this to her husband and wants to stay married. I don't know what Redlyte had planned but I would want to kill the bitch. * I guess life is what we make of it. I am finally healing after all the time I spent in the hospital over what later turned out to be an unprovoked attack by...
Author's notes; Hello again. First, the legal crap. This is a Copyrighted work and all that implies. No unauthorized copying, reproduction or usages without the author's (that's me BTW) permission. This is on an adult site with adult themes., If you find this offensive... then don't bloody read the damn thing! All fictitious persons engaging in any fictitiou...
Many of us go through life with at least one antagonist either out to get us or to make our lives less than comfortable. About a decade before the technology of social media changed our lives, one such antagonist entered the life of probation agent Harry Foreman while he was sitting in Judge Alexander Mitchell's outer chambers. As a probation agent, Harry...