A story in the Not a White Knight in LA Universe
Tony and Irene team up to save hundreds of families living in the 8-story Pablo Apartments. To run the LA Aztexs, Tony’s estranged wife convinced the national leaders to gather over 150 members, wind them up with sex, drugs and violence, then fly them to LA on Labor Day. Giving them automatic weapons and more drugs, the crazies will attack the Pablo, breaking 49. With Asian help they will turn Pablo into a dominant meth source from LA to Houston. This is non-erotic, there is no sex.
What if you could heal the sick, just with the touch of a hand? Would people allow you any peace? Would you be mobbed? Suppose you wanted a normal life? Sure, you want to help people, but you don't want to be Elvis, or get mistaken for the Second Coming. How do you cope? What do you do?
I was a widowed thirty-something loner, living by myself in a backwoods cabin, when I witnessed a woman die of a drug overdose in front of me in the supermarket. Then I felt a small hand insert itself into mine.
A story in the Blanke Schande College Universe
Jared Reznik takes his step-daughter to her first day at Blanke Schande College where she surprises herself and everyone else at what she is capable of. Later on this young woman becomes responsible for a whole town becoming TOTALLY NUDITY REQUIRED and in the process also escapes the terrible wrath of her derranged father.
Coincidences and the actions of the malevolent Roasburie family conspired to plague Graham Proctor's love life, beginning with virginal Penelope Roasburie and his attempt to woo her, in which he was successful - well almost... Eventually he began to wonder if he would ever be free of them, and in one way he never was. The tale is VERY long (novel size), and slow moving. Though told in the first person, it is fictional and bears no relation to anyone living or dead. / (Reviews)
What does yoga have in common with the Kama Sutra? the history has been lost. Only science can shed light on the mystery. I helped some visitors come to their own conclusions. Most of my stories rely heavily on personal experience but this is complete fiction. Sure, it includes where I live and how fast I paddle but I've never had sex with anyone named Bev. Sorry to disappoint. I hope you enjoy the fiction.
A The Chronicles of Dan Hayward Story Cindy had to work the evening of her interview and couldn't enjoy the fun at the Hen House, so Dan treats Cindy to her own night of fun..."You both have made me hot and horny for more fucking!" Cindy sighed, catching her breath. "That's good because Dan has a surprise for you." Karen winked at him. Cindy looked to Dan. "Freshen up and put on your coat. You and I are going out on a date." "Our own date?!" she exclaimed looking to Karen. "Yes, just the two of you."