Reluctant Stories

The teen age son of the owners of the resort has to babysit the kids of the resort guests. What a real drag, except the kids are all teen age girls. This is a problem??? / (Reviews)

A Story in the Planet Csadia Universe
Jacqui's life was hard as an orphan born in 2093. She went to a number of jobs which she mostly lost for petty theft, or refusing to co-operate with her boss. Along the way she learned to enjoy spanking. Eventually she ended up in jail with a three month sentence for petty theft

Sandy W. returns home from college and starts to read her diary. The incident with her stepbrother Randy seems like another world, another place. She wonders what he is doing now and if he is getting laid as much as he always wanted to. He sure was a good kisser.

The late afternoon sun cast long shadows across Redwood Estate as I patrolled the neighborhood, the call for a "disturbance" involving two young women ringing in my ears. At first, I thought it was nothing—just a couple of kids making noise. But when I arrived, my heart skipped. Two identical girls, standing naked in the street, explained it was their family's tradition. The law had an exception for cultural practices, and there was nothing I could do.

Since I wrote 'Lost Wife' I've been think about the stories my wife told me all those years ago. Now I think there was more than a grain of truth in them all. The three guys in the Supermarket car park story was told and re-told a number of times and not all the details matched. Well I have spent some time on this particular story and have put all the elements together and come up with what I think is the best and most accurate account

High school senior Hannah needs money for college. An add promising money for a modelling audition draws her attention. The audition turns out very different from what she expected.

A lovely pubescent virgin troubled by unfamiliar carnal longings, a lonely wood in the gloaming, an elderly protective grandmother no where to be found and a VERY well endowed wolf with the scent of aroused young quim in his nostrils – what could possibly go wrong?

We all remember a favorite teacher, right? In my case, it was Miss Sharon Hawkins, my American History teacher in the eighth grade. She wasn't my favorite because of her dynamic teaching style, or how much fun her class was. No, it was something more personal that made her stand out. (Story codes will be changed as chapters are added)

A wife submits to a horrible man whilst away on holiday.