The Captionist and the Roaster
The spider plant was dead.
Ivory Engine
Longtime reader from Ontario, Canada, writing stories when the day job quiets down, in a voice that is casual and chatty. I mostly write in Gay Male and Lesbian Sex, especially stories built around mistaken identity and people who work as nannies or similar real-world trades. I read every comment even when I am slow to reply. Hope you find something here worth bookmarking. Ranked by how many readers finish them. Some are free to read in full; the rest open with a free preview.
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Stories by Ivory Engine
The Nanny's Conference
The tote bag was the first sign this trip was going to be a waste of my week.
The Nanny's Neighbor
Ethan dumped me three months ago, and I'm still not over it.
Final Fitting
The last delivery of the day was a box of specialty coffee beans to some hipster place on Ninth, and I sat in my van afterward in the…
The Drummer's Confession
I flubbed the fill for the third time and I knew it before Jared even stopped the tape, because my sticks had gone into the toms a half…