I wrote this story about seven years ago; it is the first story I ever wrote.
It recounts how a young adult brought up in a prudish family is brought out of his shell by a young, totally free-living, Icelandic snow-goddess and learns about love and companionship in a naturist environment.
This is the original 'uncensored' version.
A Story in the STEELVILLE AND ENVIRONS Universe
Jeremiah Fielding, Commander, USN retires. He has been alone and single during his career. After he moves home he finds love and happiness with a special woman.
Young Lillian is a pretty but very demure senior psychology student that is close to graduate with honors; she just have to write a professional thesis. Unfortunately, instead of her planned thesis topic that would give her career a strong head start, she is assigned a subject that she is very uncomfortable with, because it goes against the feminism that she professes.
Madeline, unable to stop grieving for her dead husband, boarded a stage coach for the month-long trip to California, where her sister lived. Among the other passengers were two cowboys who seemed to be too friendly with each other. And when a freak accident trapped the young widow with these two men in an old mine, she saw it as her moral duty to heal them of their affliction. The only problem was... they weren't afflicted.
Becca discovers a old friend on the BART train. That leads to discovering many new things about herself and her husband Bobby. There is the drama of why everyone wants Bobby's laptop and what the next steps in their life will be. Then there is the beautiful security expert... This story has many BDSM theme scenes, but remains in the area of possible.
When Sol embarks on a career as a black-market space merchant, he didn't count on the help of an illegal anatomically-correct android. But in this galaxy, you take your help as it comes, and you come when you can. Codes updated as the story progresses.
A story in the Sheriff O'Dell Universe
The dry hot wind blew the rope in a circular motion above my head. Around and around; the branch and leaves and sky in the background. My neck burned and I needed to breathe. I needed to use my hands. They wouldn’t move. I needed to breathe. I'd been lynched.
A story from Nick's Library Sarah's friend Natalie decides to set her up with some kinky anonymous sex for her birthday, and enlists their friend Ryan to be the top. Contains bondage and pain play, CNC (consensual non-consent), light humiliation, and playing with come as a kink. *** This is the short story referenced in chapter 1 of the novella; if you're reading that, read this between chapter 4 and the epilogue. But this can also be read by itself.