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The weather, here in the Pacific Northwest has been beautiful the past several days, allowing my wife, Deb, and me to set on our front porch, watching neighbors walking by. We see the same groups, and sometime overhear their conversations. We are usually reading a book, either the newest Daniel Silva thriller, or another new James Patterson book. There is...
Immersion Playground Book #3: Flight to Paradise Chapter 1 Bertrand Anthony McMillan, Jr., Mac to his friends, drums his fingers in frustration on the wheel of the rented Mercedes. The car is inching its way along the autodrive road, steering, stopping, and starting autonomously, as the traffic creeps along. Because the big silver Merc is driving itself,...
Way up North End of an Era Ch5 Camping and Bondage Stories Just stuff to ponder. There wasn't really a lot of bondage during our two weeks at the resort. No real torture but a lot of kinky sex. Looking back, we made a couple of old people happy and a couple of people who are old now have memories to relive the good ole days. We'd met a couple who enjo...
I just want you guys to know a few things. 1: I don't have this all written yet, so the updates might be a bit sporadic. 2: I have read all your responses, and deeply appreciate each and every one, even if I don't respond. 3: Eve is on the pill. There will be no pregnancies in this story. ***** Michael: I didn't follow her. I was at the track for my own w...
Immersion Playground Book #2: Arena Chapter 6 Rick and Giselle enter the offices of Immersion Playground just before nine, thirty minutes prior to Coy and Sierra's scheduled arrival. While Giselle opens doors, Rick juggles a selection of bagels and fruit, along with several flavors of coffee and teas, plus apple and orange juice. He didn't know what break...
It opened about a week ago, quietly and with little fanfare, and with the most innocuous name "The Toy Shop", but it was a huge hit with most of the women with children in town. They made you sign a like 12 page NDA before you were even allowed in the doors, but what the people who had gone said that they WERE allowed to tell people was that the f...
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction concocted entirely within my imagination. Any resemblance to real people shouldn't be surprising since most of my stories are based on people I know. While I hope you enjoy this story and are compelled to provide feedback, I don't expect the subject matter will appeal to everyone who reads it. As such, I discourage venom...
It was hot outside. The kind of heat and humidity that is positively oppressive. It felt like the summer would never end, and during the hottest weeks of the year your AC took a shit. The fans aren't doing anything to move the still, swampy air. The closest place with good Wi-Fi and climate control is the library. It's been updated with a lot of quiet corner...
Standing in the playground waiting for my daughter to burst through the school door, my thoughts of how fast the years were passing were broken by a familiar figure walking towards the entrance to the large hall, adjacent to the main block. I turned away, hoping she didn't catch me staring, but my curiousness over her brought my eyes back, resting on her cur...