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After the pandemic

After the pandemic Author's note: This is a work of imagination loosely based on real events. I don't want to belittle the work of those that give their lives and energy to fight diseases every day, and I don't mean to offend those whose life has changed for the worse during real pandemics. My thoughts are with them every day. This is just a short work of fiction written in a couple of days. I hope you enjoy. --------------------- My name is Alex and I still remember when the...

The Palaestra of Grossness

It all begins with the smell DISCLAIMER: dear readers, and loyal fans - you know who you are - just to say I?m genuinely sorry if the following story doesn?t make you sick. E.B. (Special note for cunts; if you are a ?dominatrix? you won?t like my stuff at all ? unless you identify with the men abusing the cunts that is, don?t know if that?s possible: but submissive cunts ? prepare to be abused, sluts ? get that hole leaking, rub it fucking raw, and stick your whole hand up there, you...

The Avengers Initiative the Black Widow

Colonel Nicholas “Nick” Joseph Fury was the spy to end all spies. It was said that his secrets had secrets. He stood staring out window of one of S.H.I.E.L.D. Helicarrier’s pondering the past. It wasn’t always this way, at the very start of his career he was an officer of the US Army and then later an espionage veteran of the CIA during the Cold War. During the war he caught the attention of S.H.I.E.L.D., a covert international peacekeeping organization which operated as humanity’s first line...

Teresa Scalia Epilogue to Spying Comes With Consequences

Eyes closed and breathless, Barbara reclined on the massage table. Her white sports bra, her only article of clothing, had been pushed up over her breasts. An intense pink, almost red flush, could be seen on Barbara’s tanned skin from the cheeks of her face down her neck and shoulders. The flush extended to the un-tanned tops of her breasts. Quite visible on her creamy white skin. She was lost in a tidal wave of endorphins, the result of a thunderous orgasm courtesy of Roxanne Starr. “Oh my,...

A True History Book TwoChapter 30

The ride wasn’t that difficult for me, since I could ignore any of the physical difficulties. Jennifer and Hannah sat next to each other and tapped Morse code back and forth for most of the way, since it was too loud to talk without shouting. Elroy showed this wasn’t his first time in an airplane’s cargo bay by promptly falling asleep. While there was a temperature difference when we landed, the four of us weren’t allowed much time to get adjusted before being hustled into one of our small...

Life Less LivedChapter 8

Saturday, last shopping day before Christmas Sophie was up early, rousing Marina out of bed while it was still dark outside. Thick clouds had built up during the evening, keeping the frost at bay and with a relatively warm, wet, wind it had rained heavily during the night and virtually all the snow, so dominant of the landscape for the past two days, had gone. There were just those compacted piles left where people had cleared their drives or front paths as evidence of the unseasonal early...

The Count of Monte CristoChapter 39 The Guests

In the house in the Rue du Helder, where Albert had invited the Count of Monte Cristo, everything was being prepared on the morning of the 21st of May to do honor to the occasion. Albert de Morcerf inhabited a pavilion situated at the corner of a large court, and directly opposite another building, in which were the servants' apartments. Two windows only of the pavilion faced the street; three other windows looked into the court, and two at the back into the garden. Between the court and the...

A Different Kind of Pain

He was an unassuming fellow, entirely unremarkable at first glance. He was wearing a black suit, one that fit him but didn’t seem tailor made for his form. He didn’t look chic or stylish, he was just a guy in a suit. On close inspection one might see that he was a little wide in the middle, the tell-tale stomach of a middle-aged man who could stand to invest in more exercise. He was wearing worn-looking black leather harness boots, and at the moment the right one was planted on the chest of a...

What My Flowers Said Ch 6 7

Chapter 6I couldn’t believe it. I didn’t believe it.“Tabarnak,” Marie read my mind, “You don’t think he followed you, Penny?”I shook my head, though admittedly it was one of the first dreadful thoughts to flash through my mind. Once reason caught up, however, it occurred to me that I might’ve just stumbled unwitting into the lion’s den; that this was place where he went to mass.Is that why he wants the painting? I wondered. Didn’t seem the God-fearing type last night, did he? My thumbs tapped...

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An incest birthday chapter 12

I woke up against my will to the sound of a door opening and then my phone ringing. I looked at the caller id and saw it was mom, so I forced myself awake and pushed talk. “Hey mom, thanks for the wake up call.” “Its 10:00 in the morning, you should be getting up anyway, unless you had a late night, hmm?” “Not that late, but lets just say it was worth the lost sleep.” “I don't know what to do with you two, well yes I do, but that's not why I called. I need you and Rita to get...

Sixth adventure with my daughter Revised ending

We have, again, tried to make this story as realistic as all the others. But there are some details that we have been unable to confirm, hope that this does not spoil the enjoyment. At the start of this, we never knew just how far it would go. But we have ended the story the way we wanted it to. Again I must say a very big thank you to my wife, Sylvia. Over the last few months you have been a pillar of strength. You have helped in every aspect of this story series, and without you I would...

Sixth adventure with my daughter

There have been a few setbacks that we have had to deal with. We have, again, tried to make this story as realistic as all the others. But there are some details that we have been unable to confirm, hope that this does not spoil the enjoyment. At the start of this, we never knew just how far it would go. But we have ended the story the way we wanted it to. Again I must say a very big thank you to my wife, Sylvia. Over the last few months you have been a pillar of strength. You have helped...

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‘Fuck’ it, fuck ye all, fuck the whole bloody world!’ he suddenly burst out throwing his cards on the table, losing the 100$ he had bet. Stew, sitting in front of him chuckled. ‘Haven’t you English men learned your lesson? Don’t bet against the Americans in poker!’ The 4 other players howled with laughter, the alcohol now more effective then ever. John was a big man, with large shoulders, muscular arms and stout legs, so when he tipped over the table throwing the cards in the air, no one...

Mrs Grace and Me

‘Alas! That all we loved in him should be, /But for our grief, as if it had not been, /And grief itself be mortal.’ (Percy Bysshe Shelley) To the people of Rosella Grove Mrs. Grace was something of an enigma. She lived alone yet she wore wedding and engagement rings and used the title ‘Misses.’ The window peepers of the Grove kept her under surveillance in the hope of some scandal, like a man or men visiting Mrs. Grace. No such visitors were ever seen apart from people making deliveries or...

3 Scars Remain Ch 02

Let me preface this story with thanks again to Random Librarian for editing. Don’t expect any overt sex in this story. So you may have noticed Book One (Diary of a Loser) was a ‘high school’ story. Book Two (Diary of an Underdog) was a ‘military overseas/homefront’ story. So now Luke is home. That means Book Three (Diary of a Hero) is… well, you’ll just have to read and find out. Enjoy! II — Phantoms of the Past Everything felt so surreal as Kaylee watched Luke escorting Cindy by the arm into...

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