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It was cold that day, colder than usual for October. I sat in my office, staring out the window at the ash colored sky, waiting for a client. Despite my current state, the work had been as brisk as the weather lately. The fall months always seem to start the bad times for relationships. Maybe it was the way the days always seemed gray, or the fact that people felt the holidays coming in. Whatever it was, you could count on the fact that for every spring wedding there was an autumn divorce.
My name's Clark, Whisper Clark, and I'm a private investigator. The name Whisper was a gift from my grandmother. I'm told I was quiet as a baby, hardly ever cried, made a fuss, or even laughed. My grandmother said that God must have whispered a secret to me before I was born and that I didn't want to accidentally let it out. My mom thought that was funny and took to calling me Whisper. The name stuck, and thirty-six years later here I am.
I landed the P.I. gig after getting kicked off the police force for insubordination. I've been accused of being an decent man on a couple of occasions. Although, the longer I stay in the city, the less I feel that anyone can be called decent, especially me.
Anyway, as I said, it was cold that day, and I felt a chill as the door to my office opened. I turned around to look at another potential client. I was staggered. I once saw a woman who could have been the reincarnation of Marilyn Monroe. I have seen women so stunning that I would have given ten years of my life to be with them. Hell, I have even been stoned out of my mind and seen visions of angles. But, I have never seen a woman so incredible as the woman who walked in that day.
The events of the previous evening were heavy on his mind as Mr. Gray stepped out of the elevator. He rubbed gently at the itchy bandage on his forehead, feeling the pain of the wound beneath. The lobby that opened up in front of him was innocent-looking enough to convince most people that this was a legitimate firm. Only the employees knew the truth- not even family members knew the kind of work that their loved ones did- not that Mr. Gray had any family. With a respectful nod to Miss Violet...
Gray woke from a heavy, dreamless sleep with seemingly nothing more than the weight of blankets restricting his movement. His vision was blurred, yet he could tell he wore no restraints. He groaned as he sat up, straining sore muscles in his back and shoulders. As he rubbed at his eyes, he found a tender bruise on his forehead. Strangely enough, the spot felt colder than the flesh around it. His hands dropped to the comforter and he stared at the dark, angular designs of the print gradually...
Gray was almost ten minutes behind Amanda in leaving the building because of the paperwork both he and Brown had to complete. It was one of the setbacks to dealing with facilities and services outside the agency’s influence. Gray’s mind slipped back to the situation at hand as he approached the Cherokee. To his surprise, the car was running and Amanda was sitting in the passenger seat admiring the wedding ring still tucked into the box. Obviously he had not yet given her the ring or the car...
Dark skies surrounded London. A black smog stretched across the horizon emanating from the factories that dominated the sprawling cityscape, drenching the sprawling metropolis with a dark haze that seemed to smothher all the light of the city. Suddenly, the sleek, sooty underbelly of a ship sleuced through the clouds, breaking the eerie calm of the skies. The ship was a small affair of aging wood and rusted steel, dwarfed by the galleys and battleships floating off the Thames. The agile cruiser...
The sky had been dark and stormy all morning, seeming to match Mr. Gray’s mood as he drove from the house in Lake Ridge to Pinewood Medical Center. Part of him had wanted to make a plan, choose his words before hand so they would easily slip off his tongue as soon as he was face to face with Amanda. Then he’d come to his senses. This was one performance that he’d have to improvise, in the hope that she would see and hopefully understand how difficult it had been for him to leave her the...
“Anything yet?” “No, nothing,” replied Serra. The two Jedi crept through the murky cave, looking for potential danger around every corner. Still, both suspected that any threats they would encounter would not be of the physical variety, but of the spiritual. Remaining calm and focused was a constant struggle; as Yoda had said, the cave was strong with the Dark Side of the Force. Through it all, they continued to press onward. “I’m sensing something up ahead,” Malik said. “Yeah, I...
Introduction: Brandon finds the perfect women whos married This story is a little slow going and the sex is short, but this is only the beginning of the story line so let me know what you think and I will get you part 2 shortly. I just graduated from college and wanted to take the summer off. My parents were okay with it as long as I helped around the house. My parents were gone on a 3 week vacation, and I was outside cleaning the pool when I first saw her. She and her husband bought the...
I just graduated from college and wanted to take the summer off. My parents were okay with it as long as I helped around the house. My parents were gone on a 3 week vacation, and I was outside cleaning the pool when I first saw her. She and her husband bought the house next to ours. Her name was Mrs. Gray and she was gorgeous. She had shoulder length black hair that was curly at the moment, she seemed to be from my estimations 5’9” about 115lbs and more importantly her breast size seemed...
"Ugh," I thought with disdain the first time I saw my tenth grade pictures. I'm not really sure what I expected. There is only so much the camera can work with. I stood in the hallway, just outside the school office, examining the atrocity that were my school photos. There I was, Charlie Hawthorne, looking like the king of all dorks. With a mop of dull, red hair, a smattering of zits across my face, an oversized pair of plastic-framed eyeglasses, wearing that goofy, shit- eating...
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Jessie snapped back to the present at the knock on her door. It was Billy from the kitchen, delivering the hot meal that Jessie had requested. Billy couldn’t help the admiring glance that he sent Jessie’s way, even though he was well into his sixties. Everyone at the Gray Dove agreed that she was special, a real lady who had somehow managed to keep the trade that she was in from turning her hard and cold. While many women’s looks faded after a few years here, Jessie still had a freshness and...
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My second time with Mrs. Gray and the start of something new…maybe. I spent the rest of the night in a dream. I couldnt believe I just fucked Mrs. Gray and she really wanted it. I jerked off twice since last night and my dick was still rock hard. I couldnt wait to do it again, but I wanted it to be another surprise, so she could really get what she wanted. So I had a plan to wait a day or two and then surprise her at your home or something. So I spent the rest of the day just cleaning around...
My second time with Mrs. Gray and the start of something new…maybe. I spent the rest of the night in a dream. I couldnt believe I just fucked Mrs. Gray and she really wanted it. I jerked off twice since last night and my dick was still rock hard. I couldnt wait to do it again, but I wanted it to be another surprise, so she could really get what she wanted. So I had a plan to wait a day or two and then surprise her at your home or something. So I spent the rest of the day just cleaning around...
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I got the cuffs ready and put the double sided dildo in my night stand drawer. I put the lubes, oils, and other things on top of the night stand. I got under my light covers and threw my quilt off the bed. What we’d be doing tonight I don’t think we are going to get cold. I smiled slyly and started stroking my cock to get it ready for Mrs. Gray. I heard my parents door open and close; then I heard soft footsteps towards my room. I hardly needed to touch my cock; it got...
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