September 2013 I am a 24-year-old living in Hollywood, and I can afford to rent a $9,500 starter home in the Hollywood Hills. And if you didn't already envy and/or hate my guts enough, that home I wanted was being put up for rent by Salma Hayek. If you can still stand to listen to me after hearing that, I'll go on for you. I went up the hills to inquire a...
The opening night of the Triple Threat Tour was an event like no other. The Toyota Center in Houston was a compete sellout as Beyonce', Rhianna & Tigress rocked the house. Chris and I were furnished with special badges and uniforms that clearly made us standout from everyone else on the staff. Chuck was in all his glory. The tour now made its way to Dallas...
Chapter Eight (Emotional Landmarks) (Sorry this chapter took longer. I enjoy all the fun of being bipolar so I have good weeks and bad weeks) **Lying to your partner is like masturbating with your nose; sure something will come out, but will it be what you want?** The hardest part for us wasn't finding the courage to approach our targets, but was not loo...
There is no sex at all in this chapter. It's all fiction except one kernel IS based on reality. See the end notes. ********************* In 1873, ten years after the Battle of Gettysburg, the US Congress authorized and commissioned a painting of that "turning point of the Civil War" to be hung in the Capitol building foyer. It was to be a large painting -...
The characters in this story are property of Marvel comics. I have used them in honor of the comic series and admiration for the characters. This story is original and is in no way tied to any of the canons of the Marvel Universe (to save myself the grief of working with time lines). This story contains adult material of a sexual nature. If it is illegal for...
Kat's fingers paused on the key to Daniel's room. She still called it a room although cell was a more appropriate word. She felt him on the other side of the door. She felt fear. Incredibly, he didn't fear for the fact that he was being kept prisoner and might come to a bad end. He didn't fear so much for the succubus who held the key to his room and for wh...
Minter's cock bulged in its strange and tortured position, pulled between his legs and his bell-end teased by the foreskin rings as his gait was enforced to one which matched his feminine appearance. The three women taunted him mercilessly as he sat precariously on the cab seat, perched on the edge as each movement vibrated through his balls which he now hal...
Keith was traumatised by the events in his home and for a couple of days he simply sat around in a stunned daze but he did notice how well Lisa seemed to have coped with the intense fucking she had received from the well hung intruder as she "been forced" to lie on top of her husband as she was drilled by the stud. She buzzed around the home and encouraged K...
Submission. It's an interesting word, isn't it? Submission. What comes to mind when you think of it? Weakness? Passivity? Consider that even the Latin root of the word translates to 'lowering oneself'. Maybe that's why, initially, I fought so hard against thinking of my self, aligning myself if you will, with that word. If someone were to describe to you...
I waited in the interrogation room for what seemed like an eternity. My sense of time told me that it took me half an hour to pee, thanks to Livshitz' Uzi in my back. My interrogator, Daniellah Argov, was taking even longer. Random thoughts flashed through my head as I waited. What was this delay all about? Was she ordering up a thumbscrew to help with my in...