At 5:34 A.M. Dave Tremont quietly nudged Candi Palmer awake. Peeling his arm out from under her he held a finger to her lips to maintain silence. She was so tired and drunk that she could barely react. Still, Dave had to keep her silent for fear that his younger sister would discover that he had snuck her into his bedroom. He felt like a little child havin...
After we passed through the secret door, she occasionally lit a small lamp as we traversed the secret passages and past narrow stairs. Along each wall were little silver disks. Whispering, she said: "These are peepholes, so we can tell when we are needed. Tonight we go to see how Monty entertains himself on Saturday nights after the opera. Most evenings he s...
Warning: this story contains explicit descriptions of sex and violence. Part 2: Hell Cometh In Red On the docks of Big Port St Petersburg in Neva Bay, Aglaya opens her eyes looking up through the groggy haze at the ceiling of a small transit van. For a brief moment, her body feels numb in her confusion, and it crosses her mind that she may have passed on...
A Collaboration between Rori and Cespenar. * Amity and her husband had just arrived in Europe for their honeymoon. They were going to a small Greek island that some friends had told him of. He wondered how they knew of this destination and they had told him that an old woman had approached them after they had been out one night and John had taken Amity ho...
~Sari Shepard~ I had worked for Griffin Bottled Gas for four years, filling propane tanks at homes in rural Maine, where natural gas service wasn't available. It wasn't my dream job, but it wasn't high-stress either. Eventually, I planned to go back to school and finish my degree, but the job suited me well at the time. I was sure my wife Hailey was cheati...
This is my first attempt to write something of this genre. There is not a lot of sex in this chapter as it was more important to set the stage and the characters. If this chapter is well received then more will follow. Please leave your comments, all are welcome. * Lt. James Gordon had the worst luck in the known universe. It was a subject of constant spec...
Dear readers, Real life sometimes catches you buy surprise, so please forgive me for having posted this chapter late. I dedicate this to griffin57, a good friend and a another amazing writer who believes in my talent and work. Xoxo, Nightingale [1] Took a one way trip back to Glen Ellyn, Chicago and a cab to the very place I had refused to go back to...
Author's note: I want to both dedicate and thank my best friend Christopher for helping to inspire this particular story. Without his imagination and encouragement, this particular story would still be floating around in my head as simply an idea. ********************************************** Juliana Mackay and her friends seemed to drift through the min...
Part 1 “But why an auction? It’s just making me into a prostitute!” Jill had her angry and hurt look; one, which Mark knew, meant she was about to dig her heels in. “No, it won’t!” Mark had to tread carefully now if he was going to get his beautiful wife to go along with the plan. “What it is, er, is instead of the old seedy thing of throwing the men’s car...
Author's Note: Well, at least it didn't take three months this time! Thanks again for all the great feedback! I know Ch.02 wasn't quite as good (or long) as Ch.01, but I felt it was important to show Gabriel's side. But now we're back to Kes, and just to reward you for you patience, I give you: SEX! Thanks to coloryourworld and warrior_wolf for editing. Chec...