You don’t know how this book came into your possession. One day, it just appeared with its red leather cover and no title. As you open it, the pages spring to life, moving on their own with incredible speed until they finally settle on one chapter. The book may speak of many worlds and many ages both past and future, but for now, this is the story the Red Book offered you. On a cold, spring night a carriage makes its way hastily down the old dirt road. In it, a young noble lady.
A Christmas Story
After a terrible car crash, pretty eighteen-year-old Sherry is a helpless quadruple amputee. Can she ever be happy again? With help from an Elf and a bit of Christmas magic, who knows? - - - Includes a few paragraphs of mild pee/scat.
I'm 14 years old and I accept a ride with the same English teacher I used to let look up my dresses in class when I was younger. Except now I have breasts and a puss that needs to be touched. And we're alone in his car.
Eddie is in the Navy and married unhappily. For the sake of his children (3), he's sticking it out in his marriage. To keep himself sane, he steps outside his marriage occasionally, to assuage his active libido. Since he refuses to engage a hooker, he tries to develop fleeting relationships with non-professional women, but those who appreciate his sexual acumen. These trysts occur at different places around the world.