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The thing between my legs

The Thing Between My Legs !!!!It was nothing like what he'd expected. No skulls on the walls, no dried bats, no shrunken heads. Not even any of those glass vials with smoke bubbling out of them, which is what he'd looked forward to seeing. It was just a little room that looked like a grocery store, with faded green linoleum tiles on the floor and a ceiling fan that groaned as it turned. Needs oil, he thought. Ceiling fan'll burn itself up without oil. Heating and cooling was his business, and...

Bayou Birthday Party

Orgies are always impromptu settings. My brother and I decided to throw a party for our good friend Trey, he was turning 30 so we had to make it great. Were very simple guys. We don't really get into the club scene for gatherings or events. We have a 2 bedroom house with an upstairs and downstairs. So we moved all the furniture around and cooked foo, I made my special 3 bean chili that I learned from one of the chefs I worked for a t a seafood restaurant.My brother grabbed the alcohol and...

Cajun fun

This is a true story of when i was visiting family in houma,LA.I decided to take a trip to houma,louisiana to visit family i hadn't seen for a long time,my aunt uncles and cousins.when i arrived i was welcomed by my aunt and cousins,"where's uncle paul" i asked just as i said it he pulled into the drive way with his work mate and i almost hit the floor this guy was amazingly hot.i sat awkwardly in the living room trying my best not to stare at him but it was impossible,i just kept getting...

The Adventures of Reggie Starr Version 3 0

Reggie Starr Version 3.0 Those darn little nanites. I want to remind where Reggie came from. Reggie Starr was once a very good, but very unpopular MALE State investigator for the Mississippi state police. He lived one hour from the CBD in New Orleans. Reggie got the really bad assignments. His world changed when he was assigned to investigate murders of Transvestites in Memphis, Tenn. He was transformed into a woman by surgery, against his will, by the mob and now, is a...

Changing of the Guard Part 7

Part 7 Warm golden sunshine filled my room as I opened my eyes. Even though I had more than an hour before my alarm was set to go off, I didn't go back to sleep. Instead, I sat up, stretched a little, and tried to make some sense of my life. Somehow I had gone from unpopular outcast boy with no friends to a reasonably well-liked girl with a group of friends. Who would have known a simple move would change so much. The chain of events leading to my current situation seemed like...

Area 69 Code Pink

AREA-69 "Code-Pink" by: XXXecil "Good, good. You're awake. The memory loss should be temporary." Assured an aurburn-haired beauty with vivid green eyes that stood over Dick's bedside. She wore a rather comical looking black beret made of slick vinyl; which seemed to match the black, studded dog-collar around her throat. As Dick came around, the throbbing of pulse-pounding drums and saxophone music made for an indecently seductive atmosphere. Thum-thumpa-thumpa-Thum.... It...

Of All Things Remembered

Of All Things Remembered On a Christmas evening not unlike the ones before, I found myself overindulging on the eggnog. I always did like a stiff drink on the holidays. Consequently my tongue was loose and the grandkids had gathered around to listen. A pile of wrappings and trash lay in the corner from the now naked gifts, and their parents were all gathered around the television watching football. The children had learned over the past holidays that I did not hold much back and...

An Exception To Feudalism

An exception to feudalism By Ekul J Prologue The Hindley Family moved to Blueport, Maine while mourning the loss of a wife and a mother. Now only Dr. Jack Hindley and his seven year old daughter Beverly remained moving to Blueport to escape murder accusations on Jack's part from their old town of Cedar Bayou, Illinois. Dr. Hindley was at one time the CEO of Benit Co. which he inherited from his Father being the fourth generation Hindley to be in charge of that company. Until,...

My Wonderful Obsession 9

My Wonderful Obsession Part 9: A Romantic Adventure The blossoms were out in full force, so that meant it was time for Mrs. White's ever-popular annual spring voice recital. But it was even more popular than normal this year, because a group of parents had got their way and we were all performing songs from Broadway musicals. Everyone had to organize their own costumes and whatever props would be needed, such as chairs or tables. Mom found a pattern and helped me sew my Eliza...

My Wonderful Obsession Part 52

My Wonderful Obsession Part 52: Happy Endings Well, it's now been six whole years since I began relating my story ... and here I am, no longer what you or I could call a 'young woman' - most unfortunately. Like, I'm halfway to seventy-two, for heaven's sake! And there are these disgusting wrinkles starting to appear next to my eyes and mouth (Mark calls them laugh lines). Ugh! Bring on the anti-wrinkle cream! Aging definitely sucks. Being a girl like me for whom appearance...

The Stowaway

Needing a ride from San Antonio to Houston to visit a friend, Heyna decided to use an old trick her older sister had taught her. She walked to the nearest truck stop and waited around for an available truck heading west. Heyna positioned herself in the diner area where she could see the rigs coming in from the highway so she could spot the westbound drivers. After a twenty-minute wait, Heyna was sure that she had spotted her target. An independent driver in an old red Mack with a sleeper on the...

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Mature Passion

Although the media would have you believe otherwise, older people still have sexual desire. Lust doesn't disappear as one gets older. Sure, it might fade, especially in marriages, but there are always other options. Sometimes new experiences can change lives for those who are not closed to them. Raised to despise homosexuals, if our protagonists were honest, the guilt played a big part in how enjoyable it was. Knowing that what they were doing was considered perverted, even sick. Even...

My Ghost House ch 6

Kari heard the knock at the door. Wondering who it was, she went to answer it and was floored by who was there. Standing on her door stoop was someone she hadn't seen in months. “Victoria, what are you doing here?” she asked. Victoria was Trina's older sister. More powerful and higher ranked than her sister, Victoria was the head priestess over a large Voodoo congregation. She rarely left the Bayou to go to New Orleans, much less travel all the way up here. “Kari, I had a vision. The Loa spoke...

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Voodoo Doll

Voodoo Dollby Ashley ZachariasPrelude:F. Scott Fitzgerald: ?The rich are different than you and me.?Earnest Hemingway: ?Yes, they have more money.? – an apocryphal anecdote oft told by HemingwayIs Fitzgerald or Hemingway right? Are the desires of the fantastically wealthy fundamentally different than ours? Or do they simply have the means to turn fantasies that we all share into their reality?* * *The Wedding Present:?You’re my dream team.? Lori smiled at the men sitting around the table. ?I...

Strange But True Stories from Iberville and Chartres

Part 1The following story is completely true. I have not used anybodies real names as all three ladies are still working in New Orleans and I do not want to draw any attention to them. If you have been to New Orleans and have used an escort service you may have crossed their paths. If you have consider yourself shortchanged?..they save the best they got for those who do not pay.There are some definite perks to owning an escort service. Aside from all the money that comes with it you get a...

Tigers and Bears Oh My

Title: Tigers and Bears, Oh My! Author: Euryleia Rider Contact: euryleia_at_hotmail.com Codes: F/f, D/s, job, humiliation, reluctant Copyright 2007 Chapter One – The Wager Is Made“LSU kicks ass!”Sue stepped off the elevator and grinned at the cheer. She high-fived her fellow Cajun who was waiting for the lift. “Geaux Tigers!” she replied with a grin. The smile stayed on her face as she walked down the hallway to her office.She loved everything about autumn from the crisp morning air to the...

Mistis Adventures Part 215

Floyd and Maria had a family emergency. Floyd's sister was having surgery, and it was serious. Doctors said she had to have it right away, so Floyd, Maria, and the girls packed up and left to go to Arizona. They would call when they found out more.Mel decided that it was a good chance for her to visit her Aunt Vera. They hadn't seen each other in almost 4 years, and needed to catch up on what had been happening to each other. She, Bob, and Albert got in Albert's pickup, and left for Aunt Vera's...

Mistis Adventures Part 215 Cont

Bob picked Albert up, and wrapping an arm around him, started toward the house. Right behind them were Mel and Vera, supporting Pam between them. Christie was at the rear, carrying their clothes. She was still amazed at the way Pam was so wrung out. Physically AND emotionally. She had seen her younger sister get a good fucking in the past, but NOTHING like THIS! The wheels were turning as she tried to come up with a way to get either Albert OR Bob to give it to her, the same way. There were...

Under a Witch s Spell Ch 1

Now I consider myself a relatively intelligent guy. I have run my own business for several years providing research and documentation as a logistic expert. I have built a steady clientele that pays the bills and lets me enjoy life. Every once and again I will pick up a bonus contract from a referral that will fill in open space on my calendar. Having just come off one such payday and not having anything slated for the next two weeks, I decided to treat myself by flying down to New Orleans...

A Southern Story

On a large Southern plantation, Lucius Buford Callaway 'just call me Bo' lived his entire life. So did his pappy, and his pappy before him and so on back several generations. Everyone knew the Callaway mansion and grounds. Bo's family was rich and have been a firm upstanding member of the local church community for many years. There are still things in town named Callaway. The Mall, a park, a wing at the church school and others. For many, many years they have been powerful and...

A Southern Tail

On a large Southern plantation, Lucius Buford Callaway 'just call me Bo' lived his entire life. So did his pappy, and his pappy before him and so on back several generations. Everyone knew the Callaway mansion and grounds. Bo's family was rich and have been a firm upstanding member of the local church community for many years. There are still things in town named Callaway. The Mall, a park, a wing at the church school and others. For many, many years they have been powerful and...

My Tourniquet

Hi Folks ... it's October! Time for the creatures of the night. This is the first of a batch of stories with a Halloween bent, so if you don't like those, you should probably pass this one by. I started the story out trying out another new editor ... God I miss Mikothebaby ... I ended up finishing it with SirCharles5150 from last week. He cot in at the last minute and did an absolutely heroic job. Here we go. SS06 New Orleans is a city of contrasts. As soon as visitors stepped foot in the...

Crooked Creek

Crooked Creek Bayou cut through the middle of our land. Sometimes lazy, sometimes brisk, it curved just down the road from our farmhouse. Shortly after turning eleven in July, dressed in denim overalls, blacktop tennis shoes and sporting a burr haircut, I scoured the creek-bank for a nice frog. I found a fat one, chased him through some bushes as he croaked, and snagged him. I climbed back to the road just in time to see a black Lincoln force the town Sheriff's police car from the pavement,...

Wallflower

Jane Smith finished filing the last of that day's work, and neatly stacked the leftover documents in her In box for when she returned to work on Monday. She was particular about leaving work with a clean desk, a trait that extended to her private life as well. She lived by the motto, "a place for everything, and everything in its place." Her little house was neat as a pin, without a bit of clutter anywhere. Nothing was out of place, and you eat off the floor in her kitchen; that's how...

Juvenile Escapades

Thanks to the Knee and Hip doctor for editing assistance. There wasn't anything juvenile about us, except our actions. We were three grown men acting like a bunch of teenagers. It was a bad situation and we were trying our best not to let it eat us up. It is easy to become bitter and vengeful when your wife is cheating on you. It takes self-control to keep from blowing up. As long as the three of us stayed together, we could support each other. So, which one of our wives were cheating? All...

The Return of Dacia

Dedicated to Dacia The only difference between the white haired men with blank stares and me was a single song lyric. I had been riding the train into the city for eighteen months and five days to do a job that was just a job. I was a technical consultant, pimped out by a staffing firm over three to six month contracts to companies needing an extra pair of hands. The city was where I was in demand, so I got used to catching a 6:30am train, being at work exactly 8 1/2 hours and catching the...

Kimberly and the Giant Prick

©Copyright 2002 I prowled the hotel lobby like a jungle cat, nerves a-tingle and senses alert, waiting impatiently for the moment to come that had been so long awaited. The moment when all the promises of the past two months would either be realized or abandoned. Would she show? Would she have the guts to go through with it? Only time would tell, and time was running out. The hotel staff watched me cautiously out of the corners of their eyes, their inability to challenge my right to be...

Annie and I

To celebrate Annie's 16th birthday, we spent a week horseback riding and camping in the Ozark Mountains. It was then our plan to drive south to New Orleans for a few days of fine dining and civilized touring. Stealing a look at Annie in the passenger's seat, I couldn't help feeling a little sadness that her mother was no longer with us, to see what a fine young woman Annie had become. She had her mother's figure and the sort of plain honest face that wears so well. Annie and I enjoyed the...

An Unacceptable Situation

I'd just said goodbye to Ben when I got the call from my wife. She sounded odd, distant. It, the call, had short shanked my usual Friday afternoon beer fest at the Hop and Grape, my favorite hangout. I was home twenty minutes later: the clock read 5:27. I would remember the time; it spelled the end of my sixteen year marriage to Zoe Conyers. I'm Bill Conyers, 37, and in every way your average Joe. I'm an ex-army electrician. I'm currently working for the city: I'm a garbage collector, go...

Sexy Stranger

The idea of sharing a passionate night with a stranger has appealed to me for as long as I can remember — and I do mean an absolute stranger. We wouldn’t know anything about each other, not even names. A fantasy, of course. I guess we all have private predilections, albeit some more taboo than others. I know of some people’s fantasies and they are far kinkier than mine. I kept mine a secret, never hinting at this strange desire. Until that is, I decided one day to tell my friend Jean all about...

August With Fallon a Musketeer Story

The First Week of August I woke up to the worst day of the year. Not only was it a Monday, but school started that day. I was getting ready and still half asleep when I realized it might have been the best day of the year. I’d be picking Fallon up at seven thirty. I took a bit more care in choosing my wardrobe and chose a hunter green Hang Ten polo shirt, brown cords, and Topsiders. If you were a surfer, it’s what you wore. I grabbed the latest issue of Surfer magazine, stuffed it in my back...

My Step sister s Banana Split Sundae

It was one of those boring Saturday mornings when nothing seemed to be happening and I was at loose ends trying to figure out something interesting to do for the rest of the day. My naughty step-sister was just out of the shower and parading her lush naked female form all over the bedroom like some stripper at the local "girlie" club. I loved to watch her bending over to extract her always tempting thongs from the bottom drawer because she showed me her neatly shaved slit every time. It was...

The Grim ReaperChapter 47 Job Hunting

Nothing job-related came to my attention by Friday afternoon. I speculated what the perfect job ad would look like - “Wanted! Matucket Firearms Corporation has an immediate opening for product design and testing in their Machine Gun Division! Iraqi war veterans with PTSD desired! Call now, operators are standing by!” I remembered that the AK-47 was invented by a busted-up Russian sergeant during World War II. Too bad there really wasn’t a Matucket Firearms Corporation, either with or without...

Racing the ClockChapter 17 Odds and Ends and Clara

Alex, Cate and Gail were glad to finally get out of the city. They didn't have any trouble getting out, but they were worried about how close they'd come to getting into some serious trouble before they did. As it was, they were sure that photos tagging Alex would be in every paper in the country tomorrow, along with YouTube videos of his latest miracle and interviews by Susan, who'd claim he'd refused to help her poor helpless daughter. The potential for trouble seemed...

TriptychChapter 33

THEY DID A 50S RETRO SOCK HOP in the gym for a mixer. It went about like sock hops did in the 50s, if Happy Days was genuine. The guys sort of lined up on one side and the girls on the other and nobody hit the dance floor. At least I was thankful I had clean socks in my gym bag. The fact that they were bright white made me look hip in this environment. Black jeans and a black t-shirt made me look like the local bad-guy. Hello Fonzie. I headed over to the snacks and drinks table to get myself...

Jokes and GigglesChapter 56

"Woman stops gator attack with a small Beretta pistol." This is a story of self-control and marksmanship by a brave, cool-headed woman with a small pistol against a fierce predator. What is the smallest caliber that you would trust to protect yourself? A Beretta testimonial. Here is her story: While out walking along the edge of a bayou just below Houma, Louisiana with my soon to be ex-husband discussing property settlement and other divorce issues, we were surprised by a huge 12-ft....

An Incest BirthdayChapter 23

“Where did you leave your phone? Think!” I said starting to panic. “I don’t remember. Don’t try to flip this around on me; we wouldn’t be in this situation if you hadn’t done what you did.” “Put that off for right now, concentrate on the phone.” “It has to be at Ashley’s, or someone from the party took it, that’s the last time I remember having it. Hopefully it’s lost in the couch or something.” “I doubt that since we didn’t go anywhere near a couch. Shit. Anyone could have it by...

Honkytonk HeroChapter 17

The first leg of Tommy and Connie’s road trip was a two hour jaunt south on US Highway 84 to the newly completed section of Interstate 10. Tommy merged eastbound on the Interstate and motored to San Antonio. Sections of Interstate 10 were still under construction, so they spent as much time on US 90 as they did the Interstate. They rolled into San Antonio at noon and stopped for a leisurely lunch at the Officers Club at Brooke Army Medical Center. It was early in their travels for a lengthy...

Honkytonk HeroChapter 24

As with every adversity he’d encountered since leaving the hospital, Tommy learned from his trip to Houston. He had answered the question he had about dealing with strangers, and he’d met some wonderful new friends. Sure, he’d had the misfortune to run into Roger Taylor, but his not being smart with people had nothing to do with what Taylor did. Heck, Taylor had even fooled Paloma, and his slender friend had known him for longer than a year. Ruth said that in bigger cities, more people got...

Bill Sutherland 6 in STOPWATCHChapter 18 Life has it s ways

Dr. Mina Sutherland was doing very well. Her understanding of how things work in real life ... the original premise in her Essay cum Doctoral Thesis ... was how things work and work out ... or not. Her predictions for future events proved true. The country WAS going to hell in a hand basket. The idiot oil millionaire did ruin the country and for exactly the reasons she predicted. "Your Captains of Industry will need their intelligent sons to run their Industries, their idiot sons will be...

Murphy 4Chapter 4

Bobby and I continued our scouting of the cove. There was something about this little cove that kept me thinking of it. It was only a hundred yards wide, at the widest part, and narrowed down to, maybe, thirty yards at the shoreline. We walked back, along the shoreline, to the main part of the lake, and looked back. I could see the beach from this point, with all the teens, and the younger kids swimming, and playing naked on the sand, and in the water. The adults were either on the beach,...

The WalletChapter 3

The master suite was a marvel. The main point in the room was the sleep comfort bed. It was a super king. There's plenty of room for my legs. All the furniture was Queen Anne style. It just happened to be my favorite style. Two dressers, and a mirrored chest lined the walls. There also was a piece of furniture that looked like the others. When I opened it there was a full TV Stereo setup. The TV was at least 50 inch. Looking at the wires from the set, the Stereo had to be a Dolby sound...

Chasing LolitaChapter 8 Kimmy s Friend Nikki Part 2

Two days later—a Friday—I stayed home from the office to complete a report I was working on. Around eleven a.m. the telephone rang. "Mr. Mareskechov?" the staid female voice on the other end said. I was taken aback but managed to stammer, "Y-yes." "This is Miss Baston from St. Mary's. I'm calling about Nikita. Despite repeated warnings, your daughter continues to wear inappropriate attire to class. And are you aware, sir, of our rule regarding no make-up?" "Uh ... yes," I...

Paddlin Madelyne Home Revised Chapter 3

Mom was curled up on the sofa with a blanket, and Heather was there providing assistance. We decided to just go ahead and hold Christmas early, as everyone was here unexpectedly and the timing seemed good. I asked Heather to brew us up a big pot of coffee (hers was nearly as good as Moms) and I filled them both in on my experiences with Madelyne since Thanksgiving, which to say the least provoked enormous amusement, mostly at my expense. Mom, who is extremely tender hearted and can never...

Steve and Chuck Changes and Life AdjustmentsChapter 20

Chuck I was on my way to Cut Bank, Montana. Way up in northern Montana. My Aunt Etta-Mae had called saying she was in trouble. Lisa had just asked me to tell her what was really happening. The cabin satellite phone was ringing. Julie went to answer it and looked up at me. I told her I could transfer the call to my headset. "Johnson." "Is this Charles Johnson?" I told the voice, "It is. Most call me Chuck." "Chuck, you have an aunt named Etta-Mae Johnson, right?" Being wary I...

Secrets RevealedChapter 3

"I thought they were building contractors," I said. "They're architecture students. Trip remodels houses over the summer. That's how he pays for his school." "Wow," Patrice said. I nodded in agreement. "Anyway, that's how Trip's getting here for the weekend. They rented a plane. Paul is flying him down this morning and then flying on to see a friend. Trip goes back home tomorrow morning right before lunch." I nodded in understanding. "And you're staying in Natchitoches...

The Country StoreChapter 4

I waved my hand for her to slow down, patting the air palm down. She took the sign and as we motored slowly into the cove I clinched my fist dropped my hand. Jeannie shut the motor off and we continued to drift with the speed of the boat. I rigged a light weight Garcia spinning rod with a small Rapala floating minnow lure, and handed it to her, butt first. “Grip the rod with the reel shaft between your fore finger and middle finger, then take the line and hook it on your forefinger. Flip...

After the Energists Rebooted Teen YearsChapter 37 Bat Out of Hell

Little Beaver Restaurant, Komoka 5:48pm, Saturday, March 3, 1979 “Dang, Paul,” Jennifer excitedly said as we sat down in this little country diner-like restaurant. “You made your new eight-string bass...” When Jennifer paused to find the appropriate word, Paul’s girlfriend chimed in with, “Thunder!” “Thunder is good,” Jennifer replied, “but I was thinking more along the lines of, Scream. You know, like a Harley rising up from hell, or something.” Jennifer’s words lit a fire within me...

After the Energists Rebooted Teen YearsAfterword The Glencoe Concert and Chapter Title Songs from Book 3

I’ve put together web-links for the Glencoe High concert from Chapter 50, and all the chapter title songs included in this 3rd Book of The Energists series. I have not including a web-link to songs that I included in the ‘concert playlist’ for the Glencoe concert in the chapter list. If I used some special videos of a song to help with writing this story, I have include it in either the concert or chapter lists. I’ve also included any ‘extra songs’ I used in this book, such as: Lost in Love,...

Sean David Kilpatrick Flynn Book 1 of Wizard A Love StoryChapter 22 Airport Ambush

Their flight to Phoenix was uneventful for the most part. Abigail did hold Paul's hand during the take off. She thanked him for comforting her through the take off, pretending that he was helping her. Paul knew she was trying to save him from embarrassment and smiled in appreciation. "Abigail, I've told you that I've never flown in an airplane before," Paul said with a rueful smile. "I'll admit that I'm scared spitless and I appreciate you trying to spare my feelings. I appreciate...

A New PastChapter 14 Under the Spotlight

“Explain to me again why this is a good idea,” I said as Jeryl patted my hand and Jim shook his head. Our guest actually had the grace to laugh. “It’s news,” Jim said. “We’re proud of you, and want others to know what you’ve accomplished,” Jeryl said. I looked at the reporter who had laughed and waited for his response. He smiled a genuine smile and thought for a minute. “You’re a role model that America and the world needs. Your story is an example that could help thousands or millions of...

Amber in BetweenChapter 7

My first year ended with little fanfare. I went back to the company in Ft. Worth for the summer, where it was more of the same, though with different roommates. But as summer ended, and I packed up and returned to the university, there were a few things that were now different. In the school's eyes I was a sophomore, though academically I was a junior, or at least taking 300 level courses. As such, though, I had to declare a major. I also got more responsibility in the sorority. I didn't...

Bride for the whole familyChapter 7

Diana rolled over in the bed. Her long, graceful arms reached out to hold her husband. But only found emptiness on his side of the bed. She pushed her sleep-laden eyes open and stared beside her. Michael's side had been slept in, but it was empty now. She quickly glanced around the room. Her husband was gone. "Hrmph!" she snorted out loud. "Not much of a way to treat your bride on the second night of your marriage!" Then she remembered the man in the passage and was grateful that her...

Another ChanceChapter 38

I had the big binoculars focused on the disturbance at the boathouse; no, not the German Uboat binoculars; the battleship pedestal mounted ones. I could lift them and slide the locking stem onto the mount, just. I'd never be able to hold them up to my eyes; the freaking things weigh 87 kilos. The pedestal and mounting plate were extra. When I had to have the repairs to the bow done, I also had the tearing out the overhead of the master stateroom done so I could have the mounting plate...

Death and Love in MarjahChapter 1

She was naked and tied to a bed when I first met her. Now, when I say met, it is a little deceiving. And when I say naked and tied to a bed, what I mean is that she was dirty, bleeding from her mouth, her lip was swollen, left eye blackening, and her hair looked like a rat's nest after a cat gets through with its occupants. Her hands were tied to the wooden headboard and her feet tied to the underside of the bare mattress somehow. Oh, did I forget to mention the five Taliban guys staring...

Dark Days Darkest Before the DawnChapter 8

By the end of the week I had gotten a call from Roberto’s about a boat the Coast Guard had dropped off in my name. I thought they were going to call me to pick it up, not bring it to me! I drove over after school, Alan and Debbie riding along with me, and they were full of questions. “You have a boat? Why is it in the shop? How big is it? When did you get it? How come you didn’t say anything? Is it as big as your uncle’s?” It was hard, sometimes, to keep up the lies, but I really didn’t...

The Diary of Sarah DuncanChapter 6

Entry One Hundred Forty Eight, Dear Diary, So, as promised yesterday, before I got really drained, here is the account of what happened on Thanksgiving Day and the Black Friday that followed it. Don’t worry, we didn’t go shopping. That was an insanity that the whole family avoided like the plague. Anyway, supper was made up of leftovers, of course. We had more turkey, more ham (good thing that we’re not kosher, right?), more mashed potatoes, and more stuffing (though Kevin called it...

Undercover RoseChapter 107

I drove to Mossberg to talk to Bart. He was the closest thing I had to a best friend. I found my Mossberg key ring right where I left it. Once inside my condo, I found everything there dusty and damp but undisturbed by human hands. I walked down to the cafe before settling in for some deep thinking. Boxer: My god look what the cats dragged in, a stray dog. Me: Nice of you to make me feel welcome after all these months. I recognized most of the lunch crowd. At least I had a nodding...

College GirlChapter 2

Wednesday, of course, meant lunch with my older sister. A sorority has a Big Sister-Little Sister relationship. When you first join there's an older girl who mentors you, gives you someone to talk to, and generally helps with the transition to college life. Believe me, you need it. Even though Krystal belonged to the sorority, tradition prevented her from being my Big Sister, hence the distinction. In a way that was a plus; I had two people I could go to with problems. I'd been at college...

Lucky Jim 3 Cajun and GatorChapter 6

I left to find Sally and found her looking for me. “C’mon, stud, Dana’s waiting for you to plant a little one in her womb,” she said as she grabbed my hand and pulled me towards my room. “What?” she asked when I stopped. “I need to show you something first. It should only take a minute,” I said and pulled her into Don’s study. She smiled sheepishly at Don and then noticed the case I turned towards her. “What’s that?” she gasped, seeing the coins. “That’s part of what we collected from the...

Lucky Jim 3 Cajun and GatorChapter 13

Wednesday Having gone to sleep early last night, I was awake early this morning. I didn’t want to disturb anyone else since they were all still up last night when I fell asleep. I finally got up because I had to pee. Then I took a quick shower. “You’re up early,” Cooper commented from the shower doorway. “I figured that you’d still be wiped out from yesterday.” “I was pretty tired last night, but I’m okay this morning. I’m usually up this early to hunt or fish,” I replied. “How do you...

Lucky Jim 3 Cajun and GatorChapter 14

Friday early morning We had all checked in and turned in our gear by 0130 hours. “Everyone is off until Saturday morning. Report for PT at 0700 hours Saturday,” Lt. Commander Ferguson barked, eliciting a loud cheer from everyone. “Before you go, each of the fire team leaders needs to submit a brief overview of your team’s actions tonight. Aside from that, we have video coverage from the grav sleds and everyone’s helmet cams. Anyone who has something they feel should be added should see me...

Lucky Jim 3 Cajun and GatorChapter 18

Tuesday Oh dark thirty It took us hours to clear the town. When we finally finished, I went to the holding area and walked amongst the detainees, marking each person with their threat index score. More than half of them were between one and three, forced to be here and kept here by the posted sentries. The men worked in the mine, the women took care of the home. Some women spent part of their day reloading 10 mm cartridges. When the attack began at the southern end of the tunnel complex,...

Lucky Jim 3 Cajun and GatorChapter 26

Sunday When I commed Cooper after breakfast, he had both Red and Blue Squads ready to pick up where we left off Friday. There were no new danger vectors from Chongqing so we headed north. I’d already taken second vectors to complete the vectors for the rest of China. I hugged and kissed my wives goodbye as the Talons began arriving to take my family home. The Mistresses of the Dragon stayed here and I had instructions from Sally to make sure Zan, Nuo, Wei, and Jia were pregnant since that’s...

Lucky Jim 3 Cajun and GatorChapter 29

Saturday April 2 Ten of my wives, and our reporter and cameraman, joined me as we flew to Yellowstone this morning. We’d reserved a large cabin since we’d be there for at least two or three days. After making a quick stop on the way, we uncloaked about five km from the main ranger station, slowing down to normal grav sled speeds as we followed the road. “Can I help you?” the young ranger at the desk just inside the front door asked automatically as he looked up at us. “Oh,” he said when he...

Kissing CousinsChapter 3

I sat in the backseat sulking and staring out the window of the big red impala, while Granny drove us to aunt Pinky's. We were getting ready to have the usual sunday "after church" dinner. I wasn't feeling too happy about it, and wanted to go home and lay in bed. Aunt Pinky came to the car with her half Mexican grandson, cousin Charlie. He was really chubby and had a cute, adorable face. Charlie and I always got along really good, and it really cheered me up to see him. "Bonjou Fanny"...

Kissing CousinsChapter 4

When I finally turned 17, I visited my Granny again for the summertime ... just like always... I was so bitter because all my friends from school talked of how they were leaving to go here and there. I wasn't allowed to leave the Bayou. My parents insisted that I visit Granny's and also learn the value of a dollar. I got a small cashier job at the market in town working for a church friend of Granny's, Mrs. Delacroix. Cousin Hap had come back home for the summer vacation, he'd been...

A Daemon Horn BladeChapter 10

As they ran for awhile, Rowan wondered out loud, as much to himself as to Gwenda. "Do we need to leave a more obvious trail of our passage? I've heard that they are keen trackers, but I know nothing of them from any personal experience." The girl laughed and replied, "Their tracking skills are more than adequate to follow us here in this soft river mud, nearly indefinitely, without any assistance from us! Their eyes are not quite as keen as ours, but they can follow our scent nearly as...

Triple A DushayChapter 6

I didn't see Maureen on Monday, but I talked to her and to Nolan on the telephone. It was agreed that I'd come over in the late morning Tuesday and take both of them to the hospital for Nolan's regular checkup, scheduled for one p.m. After that, we'd go to Chuck E. Cheese's for a late lunch. When I got to the house to pick them up, Patrick met me at the door. "You did good!" he said. "Uh. What do you mean?" I said. He just laughed. "You did good, my man!" "Jesus!" I said....

One Drop BayouChapter 2

Back at the inn, I was a bit tuckered out and fell asleep in Trish’s arms, while Charlie did the same with Ray. I had some rather interesting dreams, of course, including a few where it felt or seemed as if we had more company than that. I even found my prick buried inside Shorty’s gash more than once, followed by Marguerite’s. Both were enjoyable, but still something of a shock. I also ended up with Ray’s cock in my ass, followed by Eustace’s and Pierre’s, not that I objected to any of that,...

Magic InkChapter 20

Sunday the 23rd, we tried using the Interstate to get close to the park before going to the city streets, but we weren’t comfortable using the exits from the Interstate, although we tried several of them. We knew that in the dark it would be even harder finding our way in the complex street patterns. After lunch we again returned to the hotel and tried to relax as best we could for the afternoon. We were all nervous and keyed up again, but sex wasn’t the answer this afternoon, as we would...

Doc and the French WhoreChapter 5

I did the best I could with the new fad of making tight knots in my necktie and watched my Kate sip her cognac from one of those tiny glasses that she liked best of all because it made her feel real French. I had my suspicions that my big-lipped bed partner was not really from that confused country because she sometimes slipped into a way down south mode of speech when she was angry or upset. It sounded more like Mississippi bayou country than the European original version of the musical...

Family TiesChapter 12

A week later, Claire and Jody were sitting in the living room as Shanti entered, suitcase in hand. The police had accepted their story almost without question. Drummond had raped his daughter who, when she found out she was pregnant, stabbed him to death and wounded her mother as she tried to intervene. Laura was certainly not going to refute that since she was now being confined in an institution for the criminally insane. She was steadily regressing into a world of infancy where painful...

B J Jones the Story of My Life Book 2Chapter 66

Friday was a blur; all of us were busy. I spent most of the morning on the phone with various pact countries. It was noon when Louis Boucher called from France. I spent better than an hour reviewing points in the conversation with him and President Bisset. I had expected the French would come up with a decision to perform the raid themselves. The more the conversation carried on, the more I knew France was not going to carry it out themselves. It would be too much of a political bombshell...

BlackMeatWhiteFeet Reese Robbins 09 12 2022

When Reese hears from her best friend how she has dumped Lawson because she thinks he is a freak due to his foot fascination she pounces on the opportunity. Seems Reese loves her footsies played with. Sure it’s personal info she gathers as intel on her cock seeking mission but a girl has got to do what a girl has got to do. So Lawson comes over and gets to tell his pathetic tale of woe is me to the eager best friend of his former girlfriend. Poor sucker was dumped and his heart is hurting...

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Chocolate Lace

Watching my Negro workers harvest the corn under the warm Louisiana sun made my heart smile. As I sat on the verandah, rocking back and forth on my cane rocking chair, I felt tears run down my withered old face. For they reminded me of an old slave I once had the pleasure of knowing, one called Sylvia. I inherited the farm many years ago from a wealthy uncle. Life was good for a while. I married a local governess and we ran the farm happily and profitably. But she died in childbirth and my...

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The Girl in the Swamp

No one liked Drunk Greg. Sober Greg was great, everyone loved Sober Greg. However, Drunk Greg? The exact opposite. His jokes got worse (‘What’s the difference between a Jew and a pizza? A pizza doesn’t scream when you stick it in the oven!’), and he laughed louder at them. His hands started getting a little too friendly with anything above an A cup, and sometimes they weren’t even that picky. I had seen this side of him before, and just being in his vicinity was in no way scoring me any points...

Therapist Ch 05

It is early Sunday morning. The ringing phone wakes Detective Stone Phelps from a beautiful dream. A dream in which he was eating the most delicious peach cobbler topped with pure vanilla ice cream he has ever eaten. He rubs his eyes and looks at his bedside clock. It is a few minutes after six. He groans. Before he answers it he halfheartedly hopes that it is a wrong number so that he can have whoever it is arrested for disturbing his peace at this ungodly hour. ‘Hello,’ he mumbles into the...

An Allegory Moki and Susan

She'd been lazy today, tired of looking at flowers, so barehanded up the sheer breccia tower she'd climbed, just for the fun of it. Its face was a 5.10 non-trad pump, if you can imagine, but up the lithe little botanist had ascended like a leaf in an updraft, not the full seventeen hundred feet, of course, nobody can do that; this skilled young woman had gone up only as far she could, where, luckily, she had happened upon a sunny small rock strewn cwm at about 66 feet, garnished with a lone...

Secrets of the Tea Room Ch 11

The next morning we continued our work and Jackson began to relay the second part to this latest story … ‘Saturday morning Rose met Jennifer at the Tea Room at 10:00 as arranged. They had a cup of breakfast tea and a scone before heading east out of town. They stopped at an antique store, a produce stand, and found a nice little café for lunch. They chatted easily and enjoyed themselves before heading to view the paintings. After close examination of six of the paintings, Jennifer...

Dani and the Bull Ch 02

She woke just as the sun was coming up. Still dressed, her book open on the bed beside her. Lying on her back, she stared up at the ceiling of her room, and counted the cracks she found. Ten this time, same as last. The house was old, and run down. A far cry when it had been one of the finest in town then. Not that any of the towns better citizens ever stepped foot in it. Her distant relation had been a gambler from New Orleans who had settled here not long after the Civil War. The combination...

Fatso Peanut Stallion

Most people thought of Ma and Pa Tully as ‘White Trash.’ They weren’t really. They are ‘Swamp People’ living as several generations of their kin had before them. They scratched out a living working the swamps and bayous, living in a three room ramshackle house near ‘Forked Lake,’ South of Abbleville, Louisiana Tilly Tully is a second generation child. Ma was forty-three when Tilly came into the world. Once Tilly was weaned, she pretty much was on her own. Ma, was just worn out. She was a fat...

Dani and the Bull Ch 04

Author’s Note: I just want to thank you all for reading this and to ask a favor, please be sure to vote and either post comments or send me feedback as it progresses… thanks, and peace darkstone57 * It was late in the morning when she woke. From the sounds drifting in her open window, she got the idea that the guests for the party were already arriving. She was glad Mike and Kate had made it home for the party, and while she was sorry she had made her dad worry about her, she was a little...

A Really Good Mood

With a spray of gravel, the ’66 Chevelle Super Sport sped away from the American Legion parking lot, raced down a narrow, blacktop access road, then slowed imperceptibly before making a tire-squealing right onto the main highway. The car quickly accelerated until it was speeding through the muggy, North Louisiana night.The cherry-red Chevy was always speeding — the only question being by how much. The better the driver's mood, the faster it traveled. According to the speedometer, the driver,...

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Mistis Adventures Part 185

The months had passed. Slowly at times, quickly at others. They had been filled with much happiness most times, but they had also contained a measure of pain. Grandfather Elledge had passed away. Three days after his 90th birthday. Only a week later, his devoted wife had followed him. They had been married for 58 years, and had seen much of the world together, and raised a daughter and 2 grandc***dren. They had enjoyed a long, and happy life together. Grandma Lorene had sang their "Death Songs"...

A Vulnerable Housewife Chapter one Business Trip to New Orleans

Chapter one - Taking care of business David gets laid off I remember that fateful day, when everything changed as if it were yesterday. It was about ten o’clock in the morning on a Friday, nearly two years ago when my David called home. “Connie, I have some bad news.” “What happened?” I asked nervously. “I got laid off. Permanently furloughed is the actual term they used. They let sixty-eight of us go today. Rumors are that there will be more layoffs in other locations next week,” David...

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Persephone captures Pluto and milks him

Persephone finally had Pluto where she wanted him. It had been a tiring chase, but she knew the prize was worth it. With most men being hunted nearly to extinction, she was determined not to let this one get away. Now he was tied down on her milking table, in the depths of her dungeon. And she was going to extract every drop of semen from him however she could.With technological advances and women's growing superior intellect, most women decided that the world did not need men and all of their...

Best Regards

Best RegardsbyWhipsawThis story is fictional and the characters or the locations presented do not exist. With the exception of one state. This story develops very, very slowlyChapter One Cheryl runs a critical eyes over her thirty year old nude body still damp from the shower. After an careful examination she nods and thinks "not bad at all, I can still turn heads, those hours at the gym haven't been wasted!" The she dresses leisurely and enjoys the feeling of the smooth, soft...

Gail s Halloween

"Gail's Halloween" by Abe Author's Comment: I wrote this "to order" for a bisexual student who wanted a kidnap by lesbians and snuff story about herself. Her aunt, the one she never liked very well, invited Gail to visit New Orleans, reserving a room at The Frenchman, a quaint hotel just outside the French Quarter. It was late October, and the muggy summer had given way to really nice weather. Gail, free to explore and learn, outfitted herself at one of those touristy...

My southern belle s times two

Finally a two week rest I was thinking when I got up seeing Jackie’s car in the driveway next door.For the last two weeks Tina has been working me over doing things for her,day time projects and evenings doing her. I knew that Jackie would be busy today so it was my day of rest, or so I thought. I had laid around all afternoon watching the ball games on tv and was just thinking about what to cook for supper when a knock came on my door. “Jackie told me to bring you this” she said sitting...

Delta Nights

The darkness was cooler, and concealing. The bugs were worse, but then they were pretty bad most of the time. We could take our time in the darkness and move almost silently. The others, who had a lot to do and only a few hours before dawn to do it, lacked the luxury of time and planning. By dusk we’d be ready to move out. Then began the waiting. Preparedness was something we took for granted, in ourselves and each other. This man might spend a couple of minutes putting unnecessary touches to...

The Accidental Watch 8th in the STOPWATCH SeriesChapter 20

None of your fuckin' business. Ok? Suffice it to say ... they had a really, really, really good time in the giant shower and later on in the big bed. They were inventive people, Ok? That's all you get. They went from a couple to a trio ... and nobody in town had a clue. Missy was mostly right, after finding out what assholes the European rulers were, the Kaulocamloes decided New Orleans in 1804 was a pretty decent place to start adventuring. The United States had bought the place the year...

My Name Is EdChapter 3

I spent the next several months building my business and home. During that time I installed the small amount of furniture I had stored in Lynne’s garage rafters and on the floor. I also bought bits and pieces of old style, and some new furniture. Since shiners liked to work in the backwoods, I also bought an older cheap Korean SUV. I developed a special relationship with a small time mechanic to keep my two rides running. Since my number one tool of choice was subterfuge, the art of...

CommunityChapter 50

Okay, here's a real Cajun recipe (Author's note: Ever since Cajun food started figuring in my stories, I've gotten requests for a gumbo recipe. Here's one from a blog by a friend of mine. If I wrote recipes, it would be something like this. One more note: through the power of the Internet, you can order ingredients such as file' and prepared roux from online. Google "Cajun grocer".) First, let me state that I was raised Cajun, although Dad's got 50% German Swiss ancestry. It is not...

Honkytonk HeroChapter 18

Tommy and Connie stayed in good spirits as they made the drive westward towards Lafayette and the Hotel Arcenaux. They once again split the driving duties and with some cajoling from Connie, Tommy actually drove a few miles an hour over the speed limit. They made even better time on the return trip and pulled up to the hotel at seven that evening. Pierre met them in the parking lot again, this time his sudden appearance didn’t startle Tommy. Pierre seemed genuinely happy to see them as he...

The Food DesertChapter 14

There was a big media event the day before we opened, covered by the local papers and every television station in the city. I introduced the team that would be running the store, from Mrs. Hernandez down to every part-time worker. We toured the store, the wide aisles, the well-stocked shelves, the shining produce department, the state of the art butcher shop. The media was suitably impressed and the clips looked good on television. There was a crowd standing at the door an hour before we...

Best RegardsChapter 23

Tears flood Cheryl's eyes and she can't speak. Instead she runs up the stairs and quickly gets dressed. A quick glance at the full length mirror reveals that she is not wearing makeup but her minds quickly fixes that with "to hell with makeup!" Rushing back downstairs they get in the car and drive to the police station. The meeting with the detectives takes a four hours while Cheryl gets briefed in what to do and what to say. The officer also gives her instructions as what to do if the...

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