Disclaimer: This story isn't real; this is fiction, so this is not meant to represent how the celebrities act in real life and nothing of the sort. People of minor age should not read this, even though it is not meant to harm anyone (any harm done to reader's hands are no responsibility of mine). Fantasy is apparently still legal. English is not my first lan...
A note from the author: In Leslie Feinberg's novel, "Stone Butch Blues" (Firebrand Books, 1993) she talks about growing up in pre-Stonewall days, as a transgendered other, and the titillation and transgression of wearing men's BVDs at a time when hetero-gender roles were brutally enforced, especially by the NYC police. Writing amorous stories about female s...
**I'm back, sorry for the wait; moving cross-country can do that to a girl. I've skipped lengthy description of the two main characters, please peek at the previous three chapters for that** * The clearing was dark and the night winds were still. It was the heat of the summer, when even in the dark of night the ground stays warm, the air muggy. The sound o...
Helen and I had been friends for about two years. We met at work where we both worked swing shifts at the local hospital while trying to get through school during the day. She worked as a clerk on one of the nursing units and I did some light maintenance which gave me the freedom to move around the hospital and converse with all the lovely ladies. (A note to...
I hope you like this installment. Please let me know what you think. I'm hard at work on the next chapter. *** As day became night in the Romanian capital, Bitsy returned from her IPD duties in Paris to enjoy a breathtaking sunset. It wasn't often that the winter clouds parted to reveal the spectacular incandescent pinks and oranges that faded to purple an...
PROLOGUE ----"Eden..." I run through the forest, the icy snow crunching underneath my bare feet. His voice echoes off the barren, snow-covered trees and into the vast wilderness. I cannot escape it. His voice is always there. Always following me. "Eden..." My heart is racing in terror, and I stretch my legs into long, graceful arcs, all the while straini...
Upon pulling into the garage, I turn back to Gwen in the backseat. What a picture she is; a beautiful busty brunette with a lovely blush on her face and her skirt pulled way up so her bare ass is on the seat. I smile back at her and she tries a weak smile back. "Gwen, repeat your instructions to me." I say. She blows out a deep breath and speaks in almost...
Tivona will dance for me at twilight in her forest sanctuary, a open clearing by a swiftly flowing river. The haloed moon is full and shines brightly illuminating her sensuous body as she gyrates and twirls, I am hypnotized by the electrifying look as she gazes at me with her lustrous blue eyes and by her frenzied movements, for tonight I am are under Tivona...
A frenzied Ordon goat rushed at Link, but he stood his ground, holding his arms ready. Just as the goat was about to make contact, Link determinedly grabbed it by its horns, and pushed back hard and simultaneously to the side. They began to turn, the goat's charge stopped and its movement redirected, but something felt wrong. Link lost the ground from under...
Chapter One: Melina The sleeper train from Osaka to Sapporo pulled out of Kanazawa station. Melina returned to her newspaper, content that no new passengers had boarded; she was enjoying the solitude of the near-empty salon car. It had been Melina's idea to take the night sleeper to her next assignment. During her 11 months in Japan, Melina had spent almo...