Sorry for the delay. The moment I took on writing as a creative remedy for unemployment, I ended up two jobs... Thank you all for being patient! ~~~ Randal passed out at exactly two o'seven AM. I know this because he did so in the exact center of my bed. I'd let him go first to the bathroom-- seeing that I had no desire to be seen teetering bowlegged to...
Councillor Cadwill was there already, having arrived minutes in front of us. "The talk is all of Prince Hallit being wrong footed. There are some that want to press forward, take him down a peg, but there are some that worry about reprisals; sabotage of their place men. It's turning into a kerfuffle large enough to attract the vultures of the café commentat...
IF GREAT AUTHORS WROTE PORN: #07 Mark Twain: Hoss Williams Talks “Persons attempting to find a motive in this narrative will be prosecuted; persons attempting to find a moral in it will be banished; persons attempting to find a plot in it will be shot. By Order of the Author” Now, they has been some books writ by a man named Mark Twain, bout a couple of...
SE9 My delight and other toys and new treats I took a biscuit and retrieved my coffee. Looking at her she was totally relaxed and natural being naked, it was me who was worried about strangers seeing her. When we'd finished she got up and stretched. "Do you want to go back to bed for half an hour?" she asked. I thought of us cuddling together. "Mm, tha...
1876, the month of May. Sugar Plum, Texas, population who cares, 3 just recently though. Ghost Town in the year 2021... "RIDERS COMIN'. RIDERS COMIN'. " "Calm yerself Boy. I can see that for myself." Deputy Ira Grennen narrows his eyes to pierce the distance, stepping down from the towns creaking boardwalk for a better look. Coming from the local mercant...
One of the worst things about becoming a Fairy Godmother is the weight gain. Seriously, for the first few centuries I could eat all of the gloaming dew and tickleberry nectar I could stomach, and my belly stayed flat and taut as a satyr's drum. Then I one day a lightning bug trundles up, dumps an envelope in my lap. Then he goes "You've been served!" As soo...
AUTHOR'S NOTE **** Hey everyone ... thank you so much for reading! I am so flattered that my story has evoked such passion for poor Justine's plight. I feel that I need to explain a bit about who she is here before you read this next entry. As difficult as it is to admit, in a lot of ways, Justine is me ... I have lived most of this story. (So for those of y...
We need to talk?! Scariest fucking words in the world, especially to someone like me. I try my best to avoid emotional discussions at all costs, turning them into hot sexual interludes whenever possible. And from him? Come on! He was as unlikely to openly discuss feelings as I was, probably more. In fact I had kept him at bay on more than one occasion with o...
11:22 P.M. the LeGend Manor "Evenin' Bankshot." grinned Garrison Dhorne as he opens his laptop computer on the coffee table before him, cracking his knuckles. "Time for you to make Daddy Dhorne some mulah. Sifting through his various e-mails he collects his thoughts on a variety of business options. His ventures were always well played investing in only tho...
We had breakfast with them, an assortment of dried fruit and honeyed seeds, compacted into a bar. And more of the cookies from the barrel, one for now and one for later. We said goodbye to the girls, and Davina, she gave Martin a long lingering kiss as they parted Alice turned and beamed at me as we left, a radiant toothy smile. Like the duchess's cat, on...