Taken and raised in a cruel and deadly clan of assassins I managed to escape. The new planet I lived on was or seemed normal. I used clan funds I had stolen and helped the constables with hard or unusual cases. When a clan master came for me it was not to kill but with an offer. I knew better but it made me... curious.
When the nobles went south they left our city without guidance and protection. The Watch was supposed to protect the people. Instead they began to steal, rape and murder. They took what they wanted and there was no one to stop them. Until they raped and murdered my mother. Now I was going to hunt the bastards and make them pay.
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The followup to "Just a little quickie", this story covers the events of the following weekend last November. I found out that I was not the only squirter in the coffee house after all! 2,516 words... not too shabby! ;P
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It's a Tupperware Party, but without the Tupperware. The women who gathered for these parties seemed to have a ball, and Hayley's new business venture of selling adult novelties had begun to take off. The parties are never routine, but when a new hostess suddenly departs, she finds herself alone with the invited guests: Seven men, each very interested in her wares. What's a married woman to do?
An Oscar Story He's conventional. Very conventional. And single since his wife decided he was also boring. But then he meets a professional Dominant, and he... well, that's the story.
A Story in the Steampunk Fantasy Universe
If Gottfried Leibniz had published his work on binary numbers and if Charles Babbage had read it, if Prince Albert had lived to a ripe old age and Victoria not become a bitter widow, the late XIX Century might have turned out like this!
A shy young woman and an old flame meet again after a 7 year absence. A fun-filled camping trip with friends results in rekindled sparks flying.
I would like to thank author Occasional Writer for his expert advice and helpful editing with this story. It is my first story and his assistance was invaluable.