Pt. V: The Good Doctor Brett Sanderson had anticipated some difficulty in persuading Caitlin Cornplanter, Ph.D., to accompany him to Las Vegas and meet with Jack Davis. He couldn't have been more wrong about the good doctor's enthusiasm for the endeavor. "First, Brett, call me Caitlin," she interrupted when they spoke for the first time on the phone. "Sec...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Serendipity - Vegas here I come Many thanks go to RF-Fast for his editing and suggestions that enhanced the story. Any bad grammar left is wholly on me and my artistic style. LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a wo...
My Favourite Like most men, I love the colour red. Not the hair colour of course. Then again, that's ginger or to be polite, strawberry blond. But in every other sense I love red. My favourite sports teams wear red and I drive a red car. However, most importantly, I love my women in red. Red dresses, red coats and red shoes. Not necessarily all at once... I...
Chapter 50 Yazmin Yazmin and my Mom Maryanne were roommates and best friends during their college years. Marriage, children and careers had conspired for them to lose touch with each other. It was funny that they had found each other again at a lingerie party thrown by a woman that was a mutual acquaintance. The two widows were now inseparable. Yazmin was...
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...
Tonight she was Caitlin. She had decided her identity for the day when she had woken up in the morning and reassured herself after the doors of the elevator closed shutting off the bells and whistles from the ringing cash registers and slot machines. The silence of the elevator going up gave her time to get into in the moment. There was a lot she liked about...
My first story based on the Fallout: New Vegas. Looking to make this very interactive with many options to reach the conclusion. Current and future themes include Male/Female, Female/Female, Male/Male, Solo Female, Solo Male, Human/Robot, Human/Super Mutant, trans content, and more. You can only see pitch black with spots of light coming through the sack cov...
I went to Vegas to party hardy and to try and forget the latest catastrophe in my life. My two-year marriage to 'the woman of my dreams' had just cratered and I was in sore need of some spiritual uplifting. It was my third trip to Vegas in the last ten years and it was also my third trip for the very same reason. I had no idea what was wrong with me, but eit...
Part 1 Diana: My Apple Pie Life, An introduction Shy, cute, nervous energy, uncertain and play it safe at all costs. Those were just a few words to describe me. I was always labeled "The Good Girl," but in my head, I was a sexy, confident, fearless lion ready to ravish life with a fury of 100 Angelina Jolies. The only problem was that I normally only did...
May 23rd - Saturday / Midnight Thanks to Aiden and Luna, Lane hobbled back to the staff cabins through the dark woods. Only the gentle downward slope of the path and dim light from the gas lanterns hung from the archways of the five cabins gave them a vague sense of where to go. Luna groaned, "Physical activity may not have been a wise idea." Lane whisper...