I met Regina while working for Michelle and Ron. An attorney in her second year of practice, she had joined the district attorney's office out of law school. She had made a strong impression; her courtroom work was outstanding and her feel for the politics of the office extraordinary. There was already talk about her as a future candidate for the job. She ha...
This story is a re-post from several years ago. This chapter spends most of its time developing the characters involved, and the story line in general. Although there is a sexual element involved, it is not terribly graphic right now, a condition that will be developed much more thoroughly in following chapters. This is the first of eight chapters, and the...
This story is a transsexual fantasy. Before reading this chapter I highly recommend that you read chapters 1 to 7. The first four chapters of this tale were told from the prospective of James/Jamie who started out as a shy cross dresser. This is the forth chapter to be told by Ashley a hard core lesbian who becomes attracted and eventually falls in love w...
Chapter 13. Jenny's back... with me. It was the second Tuesday night after Thanksgiving when I went out to meet a few of our friends for snacks, drinks and conversation at Perkins. My housemate Brian was prepping for a trial and said he was going to stay home so I headed out alone. It was packed. There were over twenty-five guys present and the restaurant...
With the snow returned the dreams about you. The white innocence was a quasi mockery of my pain, glossing everything over but the loss, the empty space beside me that I thought could never be filled again. It made everything look pristine and like a coherent whole; covering the shambles of my life. White is the colour of silence.Red is the colour of pain....
Conventional rules probably would have suggested that Mojo stand on seventeen. But Mojo was a man who had always gone against conventional rules. Yes, gambling was serious business, but the last hand of Blackjack Mojo would ever play was a win-win, because win or lose, he and Scarlett were going to be half a million dollars richer. The only thing he stood to...
By Philip Johnson Chapter One His name was Sam Conklin, just over six feet tall, twenty nine years old and reasonably handsome. He had medium brown hair that parted on the right because he was left handed and he was clean shaven. Sam owned the right half of a duplex that was empty on the left half and had been empty for several weeks. When Sam was home he...
*The teen character appearing in this story is eighteen years of age. * Authors Notes: This story is a direct sequel to the BAD M.I.L.F series; perhaps you should read that set of stories before this entry. I'd like to thank all my fans and others who have read and commented on my stories. ***** The toll taken on my body finally caught up with me as my kn...
Last few lines of part 2: 'Please, I have to go otherwise mausi will get angry. I'll come tomorrow again then....' Priya said starting to dress. 'Then...?' I asked. 'Nothing,' she said blushing. 'You were about to say something but stopped,' I prompted. 'I wasn't saying anything,' she said. When she was ready to leave we kissed each other. 'See y...
*** This is chapter 2 in the series - sorry for the delay. Please be patient since this is my first time that I have written ANY stories. I am not exactly sure of the outcome of this series, but I DO know that cuckolding is NOT going to be the outcome, so I am sorry if it will disappoint some. Thank you greatly to many of you who have pleaded with me to hurr...