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Sailbad on Erotic Horror

Shelley had heard the stories before it happened to her. Here in the outreaches of a South American outback, she had found this cabin where she could be alone and gather her thoughts. She had come here to get over the hurt she had encountered from a broken marriage and a broken relationship. Of necessity, she had contact with the local tribes-people – which is where she had heard many stories of the strange legends and creatures of the forest. And where she had first heard of the people that were called, what was roughly translated into, ‘The Bearers’.

These were women who bore the young of some mysterious creatures that lurked in the forest. Oddly enough, despite the apparent horror of what they went through, these women were held in high regard – as if they were a chosen few. She

Dana & the Angel of Lost Girls

Sailbad on Lesbian Stories

Part 1 - Looking for Love

Dana pulled out of the parking lot and out into traffic. Just a short jaunt down Third Street and then on to the interstate. She had been anxiously waiting all week for after work Friday, the day when she would set off on her great adventure. It was quite an incredible undertaking. If any of her friends knew what she was up to they would never have believed it; she could hardly believe she was going through with this herself. But if nothing else life had made her very brave and considering her circumstances; her plan was not all that incredible but still very bold. Dana was going to the big city for the weekend, to find and make love to another woman.

Her mind was set on the notion. She had planned it for months and even made a reconnaissance trip

Adventures in Horticulture

Sailbad on Erotic Horror

Emily house-sits for her botanist neighbor and gets seduced by an enormous flowering plant in the professor's greenhouse.

Adventures in Horticulture

It was not too much to ask, a simple chore, really. Her neighbor, Prof. Masterson, a kind elderly woman who had always been a good friend, had asked Emily to tend to her house while she was away at a botanical exposition. The professor had fallen all over Emily with praise but there really was no reason. Emily was happy to do it and the chores involved were quite simple. She was asked to collect the mail and water the plants inside the house and the adjoining arboretum. It could hardly take more than 20 minutes and Emily had always been fond of the old lady, she was more than happy to oblige when she was asked.

The instructions

Charm

Sailbad on Extreme Stories

Chapter 1 - Caught by Teacher

Charlie was a handsome, intelligent and fit thirteen-year old boy who lived under very sad, stressful, and demanding circumstances. His mother died when he was six leaving him and his overworked, fifty year old father to patch together an existence as best they could on their own. It was hard on the boy. He had to forsake the playtime activities his friends enjoyed to help his father maintain their home. Charlie learned responsibility, courage, independence, and determination before he learned his multiplication tables. But leisure was just a small portion of what he had sacrificed. The absence of a mother figure left a yawning gap in Charlie’s life, a fact that did not go unnoticed by his father, who steeled himself to find just the right mother fi

A Charmed Life

Sailbad on Supernatural Stories

Chapter 1 - The Capture

There are people of great merit and talent who live out their lives shunning their true potential. People with high intelligence or stunning beauty who actually hide their natural assets to embrace whatever benefits obscurity can afford them. Liz was one such person. Though adroit in intellect with a seemingly endless knowledge in a wide variety of subjects, she never chose to use her skill to advance herself professionally. Likewise, her very fit and curvaceous figure was obscured by a very drab and inconspicuous wardrobe while her elegantly chiseled face with lovely, wide blue eyes was hidden behind big, horned-rim glasses and loose strands of her thick reddish-brown hair. She was often chided by what little company she kept to step out from behind hersel