Chapter 14: Property Sue woke comfortably on a twin bed, tucked in under warm blankets like a child--at least it seemed that tender at first. Slowly awareness started to creep back in her mind. She remembered being in the stocks last. Oh, yes, her ass was sore, but that was just the first hint of the sensations her body was starting to report. Drawing her a...
Todd and I didn't meet up online for a couple of weeks following our "session". I couldn't explain why, but I felt weird about it and thought it best to stay away for a spell. When we did speak again over the internet, it was as if nothing had happened, and I was fine with that. We went on like we had before our meeting. I was still training as a cyclist, a...
I'd like to thank Dennis for his editing of this story. * I worked about 30 kilometers from my Scandinavian hometown and I t almost never happened to be home during the daytime, unless some work related matter brought me to the hometown during daytime. But that Wednesday morning was one of the very few exceptions. About ten o'clock my job related matters...
Kendra was about to grab the rest of her belongings for class when she heard someone knock on the door. "Ken, it's me, I need the spare keys of our place", a deep masculine voice resonated at the other side of it. "Yea okay, hold on for a second." As she let her twin brother in, she could not help but take in his transformative appearance. Since they bot...
"I'm Eric. At least I think I am. But these days thinking is not my foremost talent. Drinking is. I am an accomplished drinker-thinker. I marinate my mind. My brain is a pickle. It may have been yesterday that I saw Irene. It may have been the day before. Not that I care much. (Liar!) Ehm...I seem to care. An itch says that I do. But I drink some more and...
In between classes she darted into the restroom to check her hair. Leaning against the damp sinks, she peered into the mirror, sighing at the errant tendrils that seemed to pull themselves, willy-nilly, from whatever arrangement she designed. She wet her fingers and raked them through the gold-brown skeins of hair, half of her mind attentive for the bell, th...
John's POV I mentally kicked myself, I had revealed too much too fast and she hadn't taken it well. I got out, reaching under back seat and used the blankets from there to make a place for her to rest. She was shivering, probably a result of shock and the adrenaline crash from everything that had happened. I laid her down on the back seat and tucked her in...
From the Chronicles of Saint Aston Twas the Year Seven-Seventeen of our Lord when we lost the great city of Constantine in the East to the army of Maslimas Adalmalus. The treacherous Cain Terbelis broke faith with Leo the Syrian, and let the Saracens have Christendom's greatest jewel for a tawdry bribe of trinkets and baubles. The paynim foe swarmed over th...
Note to dear readers. As Mia's story comes to a close, I want to give my deepest gratitude to those who have expressed their appreciation for this story. I have to admit, when I wrote what turned out to be the first chapter, I had no idea David and Mia would take me on such a meaningful and thought provoking adventure. I was amazed at how well the story went...
Cameron stood in front of Julian Arinson, President of Shacrow VanMeter College. The office was a good-sized room, filled with things that complimented the colonial décor. Except this time, the décor probably WAS colonial and not just a mockup. As she studied the desk in front of her, Cameron heard the click of the door as the girl in the black cloak, Aunali...