Chapter 1: The New School I felt so disoriented. It was probably even worse than when my family had first moved me to America ten years before. I was just starting to getting ready to start my last year high school, I was eighteen and all of the sudden my parents told me that they wanted me to go to some private school in the middle of nowhere for TWO MORE...
"Mr. Greg?" Kara asked as she both knocked and peaked though his office door at the same time. "Yes, yes come in," Scott replied, a little taken aback. For the first time that day he found himself slightly breathless at the sight of an applicant for the position of his very own personal assistant. A six-foot tall, black-haired goddess was not what he was ex...
"You're angsting again," Chloe said. Years—decades now—spent as Clark Kent's best friend had given her a sixth sense for angst. She could look at her fiancé, just lying in bed with his hands behind his head, maybe thinking about his fantasy football league or the lyrics to a Kylie Minogue song or how silly putty picked up newspaper comics—and nope, she knew...
This is my first erotic story, ever. I hope you enjoy it and, should you ever run into MerlinMagic or SynSlave, give them a huge thanks for editing! * "You have got to be kidding me," I said aloud. I had just finished packing for my week long business trip to Mequon, a small Wisconsin town slightly north of Milwaukee, when I saw a new email from Thom. Aft...
#3: Cat at the Cradle Author's note: A huge "Thank You" to bikoubumori, for slicing through the tangle of errors I made, leaving a much better story behind. There's only adults in this story, and no artificial intelligences have been harmed. And also please note that this story contains a little bit of m/m play, which may or may not turn you off, dependin...
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in any sexual acts are at least eighteen years of age. * She dragged the razor carefully along her skin and remembered how it all began. Chapter 1 She stared at the eviction notice with horror. Lacey Smith had called the landlord, had explained that Derek had stolen all of the money out of the checking account but as...
Note to reader: A friend with the nom de plume of MrWicked asked me if I would write a story based on the premise of a guy getting e-mail pictures of his wife having sex − or at least a gal that LOOKED like his wife. He chose the title. He suggested several good endings but I created my own. Here is that story. I thought the first one was a practical jok...
~*~*~Hey everyone. I know I posted this orignally under the wrong title. I was really stressed that day, and I am so sorry. When I noticed the error, it was already posted. I am really sorry. If anyone knows how to delete a posted story, please, let me know. Thanks everyone!!!*~*~*~* "Tonight?" I nodded at Kenna. "Okay... let me think. I can get Kelly to le...
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the series that this fanfic is adapted from, nor do I make any money off the writing of it. As before, note please that if you are unfamiliar with the Dark Angel series you will not be able to follow the story. INYOTEF ;) My apologies to those of you who sent mail for me to continue writing, had to get more ideas flowing, hopefully...
It was 3 o'clock and Martin was my next appointment. I looked forward to meetings with Martin. He was easy to talk with, rattling off facts, figures and anecdotes with the ease of a politician. His sessions fulfilled something in me that was hard to explain. In fact, it represented the kind of work-a-day task that when you remembered you had to do it, you be...