He’s Not Good Enough For Her by Lou Bealy Subscribestar benefit for anonymous If you would like to commission me for a custom story, details are   here . Support my writing by becoming a subscriber on Subscribestar ! Get access to exclusive content and benefits! This story was available 30 days earlier on my Subscribestar. This is a work of fiction and all characters depicted are 18 or older. Robert sat at the hotel bar, nursing a rum and coke while watching his daughter dance with a complete loser. “You need another?” the bartender, a cute young blonde covered in piercings and tattoos, asked him with a sly little smile. “Yeah, maybe one more,” he replied and smiled back. Glad that he could still attract a woman twenty years his junior, he thanked her with a nice tip and turned back to glare at the disappointing scene playing out on the dance floor. It’s not that Joe was a bad guy… he was just a… well, a loser. Robert had high hopes for his daughter, Lisa. She was valedictorian of her

 His Only Chance by Lou Bealy Commissioned by anonymous If you would like to commission me for a custom story, details are   here . Support my writing by becoming a subscriber on Subscribestar ! Get access to exclusive content and benefits! This is a work of fiction and all characters depicted are 18 or older. Julian knocked on the door a second time, wondering if he had the right place. He was about to turn around and leave when he heard the deadbolt unlock. The front door swung open and standing there was Julian’s vision of beauty. She was tall for a woman, about five foot eight, and very thin with long dark hair, a narrow face with high cheekbones. She wore a long dark dress with red and white striped stockings, dark eye makeup, and black lipstick. In short, she looked like a stereotypical goth girl- just Julian’s type. She smiled and her bright blue eyes lit up when she saw him. She turned around and sashayed up the stairs to her bedroom and he followed close

  Fuck My Brains In by Lou Bealy Commissioned by anonymous If you would like to commission me for a custom story, details are here . Support my writing by becoming a subscriber on Subscribestar ! Get access to exclusive content and benefits! This is a work of fiction and all characters depicted are 18 or older. “Did you get everything I asked?” Mila asked as she picked through the pile of components. She looked positively tiny next to the large hard plastic carrying case that Charl had wheeled into the room. “And no one saw you, right?” “Yes and no.” Charl let out a huge breath as he placed the last storage container on the floor of Mila’s garage. “Are you sure your dad isn’t going to find out about this?” “He’ll never find out that you helped me steal his equipment,” she scolded as she picked opened the closest container and began to pick through the components. “Don’t be such a little pussy.” “It was my ass on camera stealing this highly sensitive technology from the lab,” he point