Yes, I probably should have known better. I am, after all, an adult and probably half way through this wild trip more commonly known as "my life." But every once in a while....yeah, every once in a while you just have to roll the dice and play the cards you are stuck with. This was one of those times. It started out innocently enough, a common cliché of...
Chapter Thirty-Four Detective Clark banged on the door to a nice McMansion on the northern most boundary of the city of Driftwood. His partner said, "Why not use the door bell?" "Ah, didn't see it," so he gave it a push and an audible sound came from inside of the spacious home. A few moments later and a middle aged gentleman answered the door and asked,...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes, I need an editor. No, I do not want an editor. If this bothers you that much, quit reading. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of, yes it jumps around too much, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's in the wrong categor...
***NOTE*** This story is a part of my ongoing series called Trouble Texas Style (Night Walker's Woman, Tight Fittin' Jeans, One Night Stand, and soon to include Goodbye Earl). These are complex and interwoven tales that cross genres, including erotica, romance, and suspense. I have kept them separate as opposed to hopping from character to character chronol...
This story is one of a continuing series of connected stories known as "Tales from the Shack." This is in LW because the Shack series started here, and it is much easier for those that follow the stories to find them if I keep them all together. In this case, the story stands well enough on its own, but it is very much a part of the series. I typically don't...
Intro + Characters John - 18, an average high school boy, who you play as, Does not stand out particularly, It is September, John just got home from a day at school, he plops himself on the couch, feeling exhausted, his sister Becca walking down from her room wearing her pajamas "Go shower John, you smell like shit" she says with some obvious disgu...
This is a coming of age story involving a small town girl and the high school janitor. I would like to gratefully acknowledge volunteer editor Grania2 for many helpful suggestions during the process of bringing this story to life. This tale is the result of a get-away weekend with a close friend. After a little smoke, and a lot of alcohol, this story came...
Sitting comfortably in her basement/dungeon, Ottawa's premier dominatrix Madame Whitley looked at her submissive, Shane Johnson, as the big and tall, formerly masculine Black dude stepped out. Clad in a pink Tutu, blonde wig, crimson pantyhose and high heels, the brother was finally letting out his inner slut. For years, Madame Whitley struggled to help Shan...
CHAPTER 1 Six years on from college graduation, Lana, Chloe, Jo and Addison met for their weekly Friday lunch at the Palm Court Café in the heart of the gallery of Palm Court Mall. From such a strategic location they could let fly waspish asides on unfashionably dressed women, wave to people they knew and rev up their hormones by watching, minds racing, the...
This is my first attempt at a romance, I'm fully aware that I probably missed the point so reviews and comments are highly appreciated. I usually do much more hardcore and violent work. So I hope you all enjoy! It was the same day he'd lived before and in all likelihood the same day Corporal Renaud had been stuck in for almost three months. He turned over a...