Crime Stories

A The Adventures of Cocksockett Story
In which Calienté takes a little ride...

Jackie the narrator is a common young thief, reporting back to his Fence, having gone outside of his comfort zone. He's a successful ram-raider. His hero is The Panther, a cat burglar with a reputation on being Old School. Can Jackie emulate his hero and rob softly softly?

Stopping terrorism with sexually transmitted diseases.

Meet Sergeant Detective Quentin Graves of the Denver Police Department. Murderers are his game, and the game is afoot. The questions went back and forth for twenty minutes or more. After some angst on the suspect’s part, the man broke into a paranoid gibberish for several minutes. Stopping, he took a deep breath and said, “Okay, this is what happened.” And so, William Mitchel began his bizarre account.

14-year-old Sandy has escaped home in "wherever" and come to Hollywood, not to become a star but to find a sugar daddy. Homeless, crouching under a bridge, and living off serving men, he is offered a trip to a brothel ranch to be given to a movie star as a favor exchange. It's a "why not?" proposition for him.

A story in the Night of Madness Universe
Reluctant_Sir started it... adding to Mushroom's NOM universe. It made me wonder how a story written by the "bad guys" would work. I figured out that sometimes bad guys just don't consider themselves bad. I don't know Marvel or DC comics city names and my geography sucks anyway, so I just used actual places. Many thanks to Reluctant_Sir for encouraging me and for taking a look at the story before I posted it. He fixed a bunch of silly errors! Those he missed are all me.

Everyone's favorite ludicrously horny, big dicked transgender superspy is BACK for a new adventure! A string of terrorist attacks leaves the world reeling, forcing Kimmy to team up with two other agents. But can she trust her new teammates?

Oh, how I wish I could be like Facebook or Instagram and be able to flick on the spammers’ webcams, watch their responses!

What could beat, in risk avoidance, if you have a fetish for fourteen-year-old boys, a scheme of arranging a hookup on Key West in the shore time of a Caribbean cruise port call—arranging a hookup on board, making the hookup after getting off the ship, and getting back on the ship and sailing away after humping the boy in a seedy motel? What possibly could spoil that?