Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** The Farm As it turned out, there was a problem. Actually, several problems - starting with the drive over to Ginnie's place. The cabbie had been entertaining ... unfortunately for Charlotte, a little too much so. As it happened, the driver - Frank - considered this part to be...
Lee West sat at his desk, bored out of his mind. He drummed his fingers on the counter as he scrolled through different websites on his computer. Sure, he should've been working, but sitting behind a desk for hours, rummaging through random manuscripts just brought him nothingness—the same story, with the same plots. Lee sighed as he stared out at the pile o...
Kassidy's mind woke up before her body. She knew she was in her bed alone and when she finally opened her eyes, she realized that it had to be really late. She could hear the television playing on the other side of her room divider. After sitting up in bed and stretching, she went to her living area to find Jackson asleep on her couch. Her television was pla...
Steve was a computer programmer from the bay area. He was sort of fat but was just so sweet. When my mother and I had had issues last year he had PM'd me, sorry, private messaged me nearly every day with little quotes and pictures, he was always so supportive. He was usually online late at night. I had been bored and had actually gone looking for him, just f...
Your man: Isn't he great? He swept you off your feet, looks after you, is always there for you when you need him, always keen to help around the house. He buys you flowers and jewellery all the time, and takes you off on romantic weekends to far away exotic sun kissed destinations. He tells you how beautiful you are, and how much you mean to him. He neve...
It all started when she wore that shirt. I had been spending almost 10 hours a week with Emily for over 2 months and never felt any attraction until she wore that shirt. Anyone would call her pretty: straight light brown hair a few inches past her shoulders, eyes that were some combination of blue and green, an average body with a slight hourglass figure. Be...
"Morning sunshine, and how may I help you today?" "Cut the bullshit. We have a triple homicide at the Plaza. Somebody entered a room on the top floor and shot everybody inside." "You're not winning any points for good manners here. I'll look into it and get back to you." Monica was so angry at herself for getting trapped in this arrangement. She absolutel...
Chapter 8 "Oh, damn you, miserable, fucking, goddamned Yankee bastard ... fuck, that's good ... fucking take me, don't waste my time!" Nancy, Nicky's ex-fiancee, now begged me to pound her within an inch of her life. "Shut up and take it, you sorry slut!" I demanded as I slapped Nancy's pale backside until it was pink. Far from angering Nancy, the slaps t...
PROLOGUE Westoby Jones left his mates at the café and walked down Sixville's High Street. He was happy. The sun felt good and he began to whistle in his contentment. He didn't see the girl, at least, until it was too late. He knocked into her and sent her flying to the pavement. "Oh, bugger...I'm so sorry. Let me help you up." He entreated, reaching out a...
"Do not write for the wrong reasons—marketplace reasons that crush your true identity. Give yourself permission to believe in the validity of your own narrative." William Zinsser. My deepest thanks to SA PennLady for her editorial comments and suggestions. Of course, any errors, misstatements or stupidities are solely my responsibility. Some background for...