OK, my pervy readers. I hope the 1 week wait didn't kill you. Here's the final chapter for this section of the story. Thanks go to the handsome Brit for his editing skills. Enjoy. ******* The receptionist looks over the license and hits a button on the phone. "Mr. Kerchenko, I'm sorry to bother you. There's a young girl here to see you, she doesn't have...
I am just tired of all your complaining Jenn, nothing is ever right with you. Why are you so prickly, why can't you just go with flow more? Why do you keep on pushing? Pushing with these junior college courses, pushing with doing extra things at work in the hope you might get a promotion. Hell, they aren't going to promote a girl from the Southside to a mana...
Significant Others "There is a charm about the forbidden that makes it unspeakably desirable." ― - Mark Twain ***** 1 It was another night, with another one of Catherine's perfectly prepared dinners on a finely set table; candle lit, the red wine poured: when Frank was offered another opportunity to have a civilized conversation with her. Cat still belie...
Prologue She seldom slept anymore, such was her power that she needed little of it. She walked through the chambers of the once mighty castle, her flawless ebony skin a sharp contrast to the gleaming white marble of the passages. It rang hollow and empty, the memory of the laughter and the language of her kind long since having faded. In its place was the r...
Life has been interesting. Work and responsibilities have changed, which has cut back on my writing time. I promised a new chapter of Luc and Meg. It's full of Sneaky Bastard Bad Guys, albeit light on the sex. Hope you enjoy this story. Five years have passed... Luc's head snapped up from the computer he was connecting in the lab on the first floor. Look...
This is the story of a good marriage and the incidents attributing to its continued success. The whole thing started when Jordan was doing her student teaching at Collins High. Maybe I should start from the beginning though. My name is Randy Neville and my wife Jordan and I met while we were still in college. She was a cheerleader and Secondary-Education maj...
This is my 2011 Nude Day Contest Entry. Please read, vote, and comment. Thanks. * It's not a storybook tale, exactly, even though it seemed to start out that way. We were young when we got married; right out of college. We had this fresh perspective on life, ready to make a difference, ready to settle down and raise children in the kind of loving, caring e...
Special note: I wish to thank Annette Bishop, Kirsten, Nancy, Liz, Ted, and Amanda; without whose support and inspiration this story would not have been created. Thank you all so very much! ***** The two women walked along side one another in the wooded grove of cedars, olives, and cypress trees; their wispy short gowns billowing slightly in the warm bre...
Hey Folks. Here's another tale of broken hearts and broken dreams. But also of getting up and getting on with it. Once again my gibberish is cleaned, polished and bejeweled by the GREAT (he claims he isn't legendary) Barney-R. This one isn't as long as the one from two weeks ago but I think it's still a good story. For any of you who speak with a Southern ac...
Chapter One She just looked so... Miserable... She'd been out there for the last two hours. Standing in the rain in the same spot she always did. Must have been freezing, but like always she refused to move. Hell, I'd been watching her this whole time from my shop. But I knew better than to approach her. It just wasn't worth it. Calling her boyfriend an as...