When a family and their servant are stranded on a deserted island, their lives and future depend on survival skills and discarding the society rules they grew up with. (This story has a lot more sex than "some sex" so I labeled it "much sex." But it's not a stroke story so it has plenty of plot and character development, which includes non-sex scenes. Also, the "slow" story code doesn't mean it's boring. It means there's story buildup before the sex begins.) / (Reviews)
On her afternoon break, Courtney Davis decided to treat herself to one of those gourmet coffees at the store across the way. The coffee, however, wasn't the only treat she found
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Elspeth was born to Boston's elite. She never expected to find a place and a purpose beside a slouching nobody from New Jersey. Ain't life a bitch?
This story is a little different in it started out as a true story and then become the dream and fantasy of the writer. During the story it goes from truth to fiction and back. I am not going to say which parts are true. SpikeCO is my editor with others adding along the way. I like SpikeCO because he relates to the same time in life that I do. Thank You for reading my story and feel free to comment and suggest all you want.
He won a "slave girl" in a card game, but his actual winnings were immeasurable. Most codes happen later in the story. Thanks once again to Pixel the Cat for his time and efforts.
A The Fey Folk Story Crystal is reeling from a devastating breakup. She thought her boyfriend of three years would understand, and possibly even be aroused by her secret attraction to other women. She couldn't have been more wrong. She's going to need a Christmas miracle to find herself again, and the appearance of a mysterious map and key might just lead her along that path.
This fantasy is an homage to someone very dear to me. In it I envision a face-to-face meeting in which I try both to rekindle a relationship we once shared, and to help her rid herself of some of the pain of her past. Through an intense sexual encounter of my own design, I fail at both. My hope with this story is to depict my feelings for a most beautiful, complex and fragile creature whom I have loved. The Black Rose.