A loner faces a monster set on killing him, but help is on the way. This story was hard to code. There's no sex, it's true for many, but isn't a factual accounting. Dedicated to a lost friend.
For some time I had been encouraged by my proofreader, the late Techsan, to put some of my better works into a compilation of sorts. Well, Techsan, this is for you. What follows are stories as yet unpublished, chapters from my novels that we felt had not received the attention they deserved, and stories that just cried out to be released again to the many new readers out there. Enjoy, Paris Waterman / (Reviews)
Bobby was flying the red-eye from Tampa to San Diego. On the first leg, which stopped in Houston he was the only passenger in First Class. He had the stew all to himself. She had plans, which ultimately ended in both joining the Mile High Club. The story is true; unfortunately this is the real ending.
He wanted to negotiate over pie, but I was already so terribly lost. The story of a consensual BDSM scene from a time when I wasn't quite me, but still struggling to survive.
A while ago, I started writing a simple little love story about a woman who goes out for a run, gets caught in a storm, meets up with a young girl, and true love ensues. The story has become quite popular. However, when i had originally started the story, it was going to include incest. And, I realized that the many who had been reading the original might not appreciate that turn of events. So, I present (mods willing) an alternate universe edition of The Storm Morning, this time with incest!
No matter how old you get, Christmas morning is a special time. Here I was, twenty years old yet still giggling like a little schoolgirl as I waited at the top of the stairs. What special present did my dad have for me this year?
My dad was thrilled when his beloved Steelers finally won "one for the thumb". It just so happened I was having my own "Super Sunday" with his brother and son!