"What do you mean, you still love cock? Who was here?" Olivia was still dreamy eyed as she responded. "Bert." Lisa looked at Olivia again and went to the window to peek past the curtains. She saw Bert coming back from the truck and took a good look at him. He was tall and well built, his muscular arms showing in his T shirt. She saw his sandy blonde hair...
At the time that my story starts, Jamie and I gotten married six years previously. I distinctly remember the minister at our 300 guest wedding with seven bridesmaids and groomsmen, and $20,000 worth of flowers, asking "Do you Jamie Elizabeth Snowden take Blake William Benson to be your lawful wedded husband...forsaking all others...until death do you part?"...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Thanks to my team, who keep me from embarrassing myself any more than necessary. My editors are PapaKilo14, Hal, OldDave51,GeorgeAnderson, Girlinthemoon and Pixel the Cat. Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks103x also reads for me and gives me advice. I love you all and remain in your debt. This is chapter one. Thanks for reading...
Author's Note: Now before all you flyboys and veterans get on my case about the technical errors, just remember, this is a work of fiction. I've never served in any American military unit and I've never flown an aircraft. The idea is to tell a story without letting the technical stuff get in the way of the plot. I hope that doesn't put you off too much. Thi...
Dear Readers, First off, I would like to apologize for any confusion I have caused in regards to the title of this story. I of course knew that the title was not 100% accurate to the plot of the story. The title was actually chosen in order to throw a little bit of irony into the equation. The basic idea was to have fun with my story. If you feel the need...
Proofed by Maggie Finson DECLARATION: This story is an original literary work. I wrote a story just to stretch my creative muscles. All characters, Sirens, and rapists in this work are fictional. Any resemblance to anyone living, dead, or born in the future, is purely coincidental. WARNINGS: Contains transgender themes, Sci-Fi, explicit sex, mild violence,...
"Stephen, what's in this big wooden trunk," Sarah my soon to be ex-wife asked as we cleared out the loft of my soon to be ex family home. "I don't know, junk probably," I suggested. "It might be bone China, we agreed I had the China." she said greedily as she stood there and if I half closed my eyes I could pretend she looked sexy with her in her dungarees...
Chapter 1. Goodbye St. John. Snow fell on Mount St. John last night. It has made a tiny white cone on top of the mountain, the first intimation of winter. Here at Windabri, in the valley, it is still autumn but up there in that little cone of white it is already winter. St. John is about thirty kilometres from Windabri, and serves as is a sort of seasona...
Charlie Parkinson and I had always been best buds. During summer break from the time we were knee-high grasshoppers, we could always be found with our pants rolled up with our bare feet stuck in the Missouri red clay mud. He lived one farm over. Wherever I went he seemed to follow. I got used to having him tagging along behind me. Eventually, we became best...