My Story (2)
I opened my eyes to an all too familiar room. I w…
True Story.
When I write erotica I often hear “that’s not rea…
My life as store toilet
MY Life as the Store Toilet I liked Samantha, my …
MY STORY_(8)
This is a story based off of one of my friends an…
Torn lives
Prologue The yell was almost deafening to the fif…
Book store
It was a hot summer day and I was through for the…
Bea's Story
Introduction I could watch the sunrise from here…
Stacy's Story
This is one for fans of erotica, rather than wall…
Still Life.
Christine's bare feet sank into the dew-soaked gr…
Memories_(0)
This happened in the summer of 1972. I'm writing…