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A Summer to Remember Would You Believe it

I was her Big Brother, Dear Abby and Father Confessor. Her Shoulder to lean or cry on and the one person whom she trusted, here. Trusted in all things, in all ways, beyond all others she knew here. I was her semi-constant companion, her guide, her drinking buddy and her friend. I knew more about her, understood her better, than any other she had ever known. In short... I was too close for her to consider a romantic relationship with. She loved me and couldn't imagine her life here without me,...

Shutter Click

In San Francisco, '77 was a great time to be alive if you were batting for the home team. People felt that they could do, say, or be anything they wanted. Every belief that had been held dear by the multitudes had been challenged in the previous decade and the world had collectively rocked back on its heels, trying desperately to catch its balance. Now it had and what's more, had begun to run forward. Stephan loved every minute of it. At the moment, he was trolling a bar. This was the third...

The Empire Builder

“Listen you little shit. You need to get off your ass and do something.” Sergei Petrokof was not a man known for his patience, and once again, Robert Loftis, Jr. (little Bob) was the object of his ire. Sergei’s anger wasn’t due to Little Bob’s actions. Little Bob was just a surrogate for Jason Bishop, Bob’s brother-in-law; which really wasn’t fair. Since little Bob hated Bishop too. Bishop had jumped the almost two year surveillance leash that the Russians had on him, and Sergei rightly...

Molly and Me

There I was, wandering around the hotel's public rooms, somewhat furtively asking people I vaguely remembered meeting in the previous few days if they'd seen my wife Molly, and at the same time trying not to make it too obvious that I'd completely lost track of her. I'll be honest with you, I was getting more than a little worried; I'd last seen Molly about three hours previously and she'd been in conversation with the very disreputable Gordon Hamster. Hamster wasn't exactly a...

Friday at Charlie s

Charlie's was busy, but then it was Friday and Charlie's was always busy on Friday's. He sat at the bar looking around at the chaos that was swirling around the room. There was the usual mix of workers. Normal 9 to 5 types, their work done and there were retail workers, finished for the day and pretending for now that they did not have to go back to work in the morning. Michael took it all in, the wage slaves paying for drinks for the women that flocked to Charlie's for just that reason. He...

Morgan s Gold

Written for the Summer 2003 Pirate Challenge Constance Norwood looked over the worn wooden railing and out onto the calm empty sea. Watching the myriad stars reflected on it, she wondered if she would ever again see the shores of home, or for that matter, even the next dawn. Had it only been four days since her nightmare had begun? No, she answered herself as she drank deeply of the night air; her ordeal had begun two months before. Her current set of circumstances, horrendous as they seemed,...

Never Trust Your Uncle

I usually spent my summer vacations up in the Catskills sitting around and bullshitting with my uncle Charley. He was a mysterious lab rat doing unmentionable things for unmentionable government departments, but he always took time to sit and talk with me. One night, deep in our beers, I wondered what it would take to have an early American cabin that would magically appear at whatever event I wanted it to appear. I remain to this day an early-American re-enactor, focusing my efforts on just...

Break a Leg

It was the opening night for the Shakespearean festival's first offering of the season. Roberta James was nervous even though she had been in many different Shakespearean plays over the past few years whilst studying English Literature at University. Her past reviews had always been quite encouraging complimenting her on her excellent diction and commanding voice. It bothered her no end that no reviewer had commented on the depth or range of her emotional commitment to her performance. In her...

I Don t Want to Be Alone Tonight

My thanks go to PapaGus and Deryk for their perseverance while assisting me in preparing this story for posting. "Ooh Duncan, what have you been getting up to on the quiet?" Alice said, with a grin on her face, just after we'd taken our seats to stake claim to a large table in the hotel lounge. Alice is my PA and we were in town - along with most of the rest of the staff in our department - for a major seminar. It was the first time I'd been called upon to give public presentation at one...

Disreputable Character

Chapter 1 I've been married seven years to my Sue and although we come from the same small town and went to the same school, we didn't really connect until we went to Leeds University. After we graduated we got married and we both took jobs with the same local company. Unfortunately this was a hundred miles away from our homes. We drove back to see our families quite often but not as often as we would like. So when an opening came up in the hometown branch we took it like a shot. Not only...

A Thorny Gift

I'd been out of the town I grew up in for years but things kept pulling me back in to the maelstrom. This time it was news that my "uncle" Jack Frasier had passed away. He wasn't really my uncle--he was best buds with my dad. Jack was a roly-poly guy with a ready smile and spoke in a deep basso profundo; the kind of voice you'd expect to hear coming out of Andre the Giant, but calming. His voice was almost hypnotic. Jack sold real estate for a living. As the years went on he learned to...

Squeezed

Every town needs a super-hero. Unfortunately the town of Sticksville had to make do with Alan Miller, a.k.a. Christian Crusader. It wasn't that Christian Crusader was a bad super-hero. He had all the requisite hero traits. He was strong; he was brave; he was athletic; he could fly. He was also blessed with the kind of fantastic good looks that made all the ladies swoon. With his flowing blond locks and a body that looked as though it had been finely chiselled from marble Christian Crusader was...

Flight or Fight Decisions

You will find that I use Lewis and Mark in this story for the name of the same person. This person has memory failure after a short series of traumatic events. He does not know his real name and asks to be called Mark. When the narrator refers to him, he is Lewis. When addressed by the new people in his life he is Mark Toward the end I indicate where the story stops being narrated and becomes first person. Obviously a person with no memory has a difficult time telling a story well. It is...

The Building at 213 Genesee Street

It was done. A lot of hard work, planning, money and nearly a year of labor went into its making, but as Dave Logan looked upon his creation, he was pleased. The building was exactly as he'd envisioned it. As far as the architect could see, it was his finest piece of work. At six stories high, the structure dominated the small city, and he was certain there wasn't another like it anywhere in the world. Oh, there were other pie shaped buildings in some of the larger cities across the country,...

The Investigator

Appearances can be deceptive; Geoffrey Dahmers was to all intents and purposes an ordinary looking man, a little on the pudgy side, slightly thinning on top and generally of a mild disposition. Married, with two well-behaved children, he was to outward appearances a model citizen of the English state. Titles, too, can be deceptive. Geoffrey's was 'Investigator'. Most assumed he worked in some capacity for the New Coalition as a policeman. Not a constable of course, there were no such these...

Allie Booty and the 40 Thieves

Long ago and in a place far away, a dusty caravan of desert travelers made their torturous way through a rock-strewn pass between a pair of formidable mountains of dubious fame. The stumbling column of tired camels followed each other more from instinct than from actual guidance from their robe-cloaked masters. When viewed from a height, the route was similar to the time honored expedition up female secret passageways struggling forward until the paradise of ultimate sensuous delight...

Miss Oh Loses Her Last Cherry

There can be absolutely no doubt that the seductive and submissive Miss Oh no longer possessed traditional openings in her luscious petite frame that had not been completely ravaged by multiple male admirers with juicy cocks that spread her open and sprinkled her with wet abandon for almost a full decade. She had been of the unfounded opinion that she had seen everything and done everything in the field of kinky relationships. She had been tutored diligently by her father, her uncle, her older...

A New Horse for Amanda

Harry had only been back from the combat zone for less than a month when he received orders to report to Camp Lejeune, North Carolina. He was less than happy because he had been hoping for orders to Camp Pendleton, California and a chance for another shot at all the prime and sassy California girls. Camp Lejeune was not all that bad except the ticks and chiggers drove him to distraction whenever he had to wander through the forest in pursuit of a make believe enemy. At least in this forest the...

Unpleasant Surprise

Ms Purity Stevens certainly could not have had any inkling of what would occur when she applied to the Northland Center of Natural Sciences for the educational bus excursion into the hills of central Appalachia. Certainly as she crouched here on her hands and knees naked atop the long polished table of this large opulent room bathed in the harsh white light of the overhead lamps could she have ever envisioned a scene such as this. Behind her on the table, equally naked, was Master Reginald...

A Fresh StartChapter 150 Graduations

June 2002 Charlie came home about a week later, his latest deployment finished. The Tarawa Amphibious Ready Group, which consisted of the Tarawa, the Duluth, and the Fort McHenry, Charlie’s ship, had arrived back in Norfolk. I had Captain Miller keep us apprised of the dates. Charlie had a fair bit of accumulated leave, and we told him that we expected him to spend at least some of it with his ancient and creaky parents, before old age and senility took us from him. So it was that on May 8,...

Oil of RosesChapter 35

When they pulled into the parking lot Carol peered out the windows and soon had rolled down the partition and told the driver to pull up next to the Bentley. Carol was as nervous as she'd ever been in her life. It wasn't that there was some vastly important outcome hanging in the balance based on how things went that evening, it was just that Carol saw in her wife and husband, even though he was unsure of it as yet, a chance to change things for the better, things that had needed changing...

FlintkoteChapter 66

“Where did the ‘We’ come from?” I said, “I’m building Farr 3.7’s ... you’re going to school.” “Nope ... not old enough. Have to be five ... won’t be five until October.” “I’m going to check on that.” I called. “Hi. I’ve had a 4 year old foisted on me by her mom. What proof do I need and how old does she have to be?” ‘When will she be 5?’ “October.” ‘I’d say you have plenty of time to gather up your paperwork. Just for conversation’s sake ... her name and present address.’ “Tyche...

Rebel 1777Chapter 40 Faith

I once got to play the knight in shining armor, but of course in my own shabby way. I was eating and drinking in a tavern near the river when the stage stopped and seven passengers trooped in to dine. The group included one striking woman in a long purple cloak. She stood out from the crowd, like a rose among toadstools, not only because of her dress, but because of her cool poise, striking posture, curly brown hair, dark eyes and voluptuous beauty. She was a fine, healthy woman, perhaps...

Tennis Team TroubleChapter 2

After that day we settled into a pattern. Following tennis practice the girls would come over to my place, where we practiced on one another. Sometimes we moved the party into my bedroom, and sometimes we only made it as far as the sofa. I never tired of exploring their lithe teenaged bodies, marveling at the perfection of their smooth skin and their still-developing breasts. I pleasured them in every way I could think of using my fingers, lips and tongue. The girls, for their part, worked...

Wild in the CountryChapter 2

Desirée rolled her sparkling eyes up to the handsome face of her sweetheart Mark. When they had decided to announce their engagement it had been a surprise for everyone, including her parents, though she had known that they could only approve. They liked Mark, loved Mark, and they had been overjoyed that their only daughter had found such a fine young man to marry. Desirée had really been in no hurry to get married. Her education in music had been more important to her in...

Washed UpChapter 7

Day 12 - Friday, April 29, 2005 When Sam and I awoke, we were warm and snug, cuddled together in our sleeping bag. The problem was, outside our sleeping bag, it was freezing, literally. You could see every breath we took. "I don't wanna get up," Sam whined. "I wanna lay right here all day and snuggle." "It's not going to get any warmer, Love. They have some really freaky weather here in Maine in April." "Yeah, I know I have to get up. My bladder will burst if I don't. I just...

The Accidental SpyChapter 8 Cheaper in the Off Season

I watched the lights of Naples recede in the distance and breathed a sigh of relief to be shut of the place. When I saw that city all I could think of was the blood spilled for stupid revenge and honor and the tears in the women's eyes as they followed the hearses down the cobblestone streets. It seemed like every time I came close to the place something bad happened to me. I had been shot, stabbed, robbed, and had my heart broken and not at the same time. My enemies might be gone to their...

The Innkeeper s DaughterChapter 2

Mistress Mercy Goodnight attended her father’s side the following morning when the doves were singing their memories of the previous evening in waves of musical sound that greeted the ears of one and all regardless of their receptiveness to the unsolicited source at such an early hour. She did her best to conceal her heightened sense of guilt and shame from her father. The young girl truly regretted her disreputable behavior the previous night in making the stay of Donna Isabella and Don...

Disparate HousewivesChapter 24 The Body Shop

“Am I too early?” asked Barbara Blockings as she let herself into the front door of Georgia Cummings’ house. She had a large hanging bag over her left shoulder and a large purse in her left hand, both of which got placed on Georgia’s couch. Georgia came in from the kitchen. “No, you’re right on time! Pour yourself a cup of coffee while I go up and take a quick shower and change, and I’ll be down in ten minutes.” Georgia was wearing a disreputable terry cloth robe and she headed up the...

Wright SistersChapter 6

The following morning June was awakened by what she thought was the ringing of her old alarm clock at home. God, she felt awful! Her head ached, her mouth was dry and her body felt feverish all over. She must have come down with the flu. She would have to call in sick to the office, and old Mr. Chisolm wouldn't like that one bit. He hadn't been at all pleased when she told him she had to go to New York for a few days... New York! All the events of the preceding day and night flashed...

KellyChapter 3

The sun was streaming through the windows and as morning moved towards noon, the light shifted across the room slowly revealing Kelly's nude body, lighting first her hair and then sliding like a silent intruder over her eyes. She brushed her hand across her face trying to shoo away the invader, but it was too late. The light had stirred something in her subconscious and it slowly turned on her other senses. Disoriented, Kelly, eyes still closed, tried to place where she was and why Aaron...

RendezvousChapter 15

Cora That was just by way of education or explanation...and to make you understand the next part. Seems like the head librarian wasn’t the only person in town that watches TV. Seems like the men in town didn’t have anything better to do either. Of course my boss was watching CNN or some other NEWS program and one suspects it was a slow news day and my win was filler. The men were watching Days or Turns...SOAPS! and the local transmitter affiliate broke in with Breaking News. Not everybody...

Crime PunishmentChapter 3

The Reverend Thomas McManus, former auxiliary bishop of the Arch Diocese of Brooklyn, was dying of the pancreatic cancer that had eaten from that organ into the rest of his pain-racked body. Every twenty minutes, the little drug-dispensing machine would whirl a revolution and dispense a drop of morphine into his IV drip. Morphine and the small female hand laid over his were his only pain relief. The hand belonged to Maryann, who had been, in every physical sense, Mrs. McManus for the last...

Aurum Et Periculo the Mystery of the Roman GoldChapter 2B First Contact

The next two Parts are scene setting. I wanted to introduce all the characters who mattered and start them moving toward the eventual resolution. That produced an unwieldy long story. So, I am going to split this and post the two together. The roller coaster ride begins after this section. We took the Eurostar from St Pancras to Paris Nord. I’d booked Premier class because I wanted the dinner amenities. So, we ate on the train. We got into Paris that evening and took a taxi to the Hotel...

LowbornChapter 7

Mindblind ran, fighting the wind, rain, and muddy terrain to stay upright with his burden. Raven had barely breathed when he found her, and there was no guarantee that she still was. Upon reaching the turf house, he turned his back toward the door and threw his weight into it. In a splintering of wood, the makeshift bar fell away. He stumbled into the room amidst alarmed screams from the women within. Kayleen ran up and gasped, "Oh no. Is she okay?" Mindblind didn't answer, but instead...

Crime PunishmentChapter 10

Silvia Keenan was normally a woman who exuded confidence, but in her fifty-seven years, she had never come close to committing a crime before. As she walked through the doors of the Commerce Bank and Trust, she was sure that everyone would see how nervous she was. Certain she would be stopped and arrested. The safety deposit boxes were across the large lobby next to an immense vault and secured behind a set of great steel barred doors. In front was a young bank clerk at a desk with a sign...

Duty and Duplicity Book 5 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 11 Two ladies of Verona

It was fast approaching the date of my thirty-second birthday and second anniversary of the deaths my wife and children. As you can imagine it was an occasion I viewed with trepidation. Last year I had spent the day in convivial harmony with Sergeant Major Benjamin Goodman and Spelky Woods in Bridgewater. This year I would have faced a bleak and solitary day had it not been for Claudia Garibaldi and Monique Kuensberg. Monique, a well-regarded opera singer, had been commissioned, by no less a...

Wide Open PlainsChapter 2

My next stop was at the county courthouse to collect my bounty and to pick up a set of wanted posters. I only took the posters with pictures; the posters with only a written description were not good enough for a positive identification, so I just didn't bother with them. I rode (I'm in the West, remember) the 400 yards to the nearest saloon and ordered a beer. This one did taste a little better than the last one that I had, but only slightly; however, I did wonder if it was worth the 3¢...

The Loan Shark in Our LifeChapter 1

I'd feel better about myself if I could say that this horrible mess was entirely my husband's fault. Unfortunately, I'm as much if not more to blame than he is. No. That isn't true. I want to blame him. It would be nice to be able to assuage the sense of guilt I feel by assigning some of the blame to him. But nothing that has happened, none of this mess was his fault. You know how people are. We always want to blame someone else for the messes we get ourselves into. And I've gotten...

Surprise Melody Flintkote Part TwoChapter 7

“Master J and Miss Cyn are from home. By your look, you are Miss Surprise ... and these are?” asked the butler. Only JW, I thought. “My guests.” I said. “A surprise.” “Amelia?” said the man. It was obvious he was speaking to our chauffeur. “Have you retrieved their luggage?” “Yes, Mr. Kwan.” “Please to assist Mary,” Mr. Kwan instructed her. “Yes, Mr. Kwan.” She disappeared in the nether regions of the apartment. “Master J and Miss Cyn are at the boat,” Mr. Kwan said. “If you wish, I...

The Loan Shark in Our LifeChapter 7

I got the kids off to school in the morning. In the last few years they've been so anxious to get out and be with their friends that they just yelled out their goodbyes and rushed off. Not this morning. They both hugged me and kissed me and told me that they loved me. It was like we were a new family! I love the change in all of us! Craig left a few minutes later. His departure always included a kiss and an "I love you." But this morning they were not the perfunctory acts they have become...

InterfaceChapter 6

I got into school bright and early on Monday and took my usual place. It was a slow start that day and it was quite a while till my arch nemesis turned up. I had begun to hope Tara was ill and would not bother me for the day, until she walked in looking like she was feeling superior. The news coverage over the weekend had obviously pumped up her already stratospheric ego. She gave me a sneer, then sat with her usual cadre of friends, who all fawned over her like some Vid star from Hollywood....

Life on the Bottom RungChapter 4

The Fourth of July was bright and clear, and the heat wasn't that bad, either. Bluefield is up in the mountains a ways, and that keeps the breeze blowing through the hot summer somewhat more comfortably than in the towns down in the valley. We had a nice holiday crowd, and the owners had sprung for overnight laundry service, so my kids' home uniforms were bright-white and clean -- for a change. I think everybody put a little extra into the effort, and once again we won, 8-3. The crowd,...

Rebel 1777Chapter 84 Indentured Girl

I had lost sight of the wagon Corporal Freeman was driving when the girl came running out of the woods like a pack of demons was chasing her. She scrambled up to the driver's seat, grabbed my arm and cried, "Don' let him take me back." I clucked at the horses and shook the reins a bit, enjoying the feel of her soft, young body against mine. She wore a gaping dress of some coarse material, ragged at the hem and flapping about her bulbous chest, al its buttons missing. "What's going...

Kindled In FictionChapter 2

Amanda closed her suitcase with a sigh. A moment later, every muscle in her body relaxed simultaneously, accompanied by a short, joyful moan. Her brother's arms around her chased away the little hints of melancholy as quickly as the feeling had arisen. Nick kissed the nape of her neck and asked, "What's wrong, Sis?" She crossed her arms over his, stroking his hands with her fingertips as he kissed her neck again. "I don't want to go home. I just want to stay here forever, where nobody...

EllenChapter 5 A Settlement

The town house had not been used by the family for more than a year, but they had a caretaker, and Sir Anthony had used it on a few occasions when Navy or business matters commanded his presence in London. Nevertheless, the house was in a need for a “spring cleaning”, and the whole family and all the servants worked together to make the place habitable. On occasions like this Lady Carter felt that it would not hurt her dignity to participate in the work and this applied to her husband and her...

The GovernorChapter 6B

Howard knew that what she was saying was likely true and he was torn, and he hesitated. But no, he couldn't do it. The price was too much. "It's the only way, Mr Pendrill," she repeated quietly. "Think carefully. You've trained so hard... It would be a shame to let it waste..." Howard looked at the paper and Cecily's resolute, flint-like chine, and what could he do? The army was what he understood and how could he toss it away? And yet, it was a poisonous pill. "It's not right!"...

My Race Is RoyalChapter 19

... these satellite images show the Saudi oilfields burning fiercely and are confirmation that things in the Kingdom seem to be turning badly against the Royal family there. Despite spending billions of dollars to try and appease anti-government feeling, the movement for more democracy continues to gather support. In other news... Donnie and Archie were watching the TV in the Bridge-of-Allan apartment, waiting for some sign that Donnie's intelligence had led to action against the Asians,...

Surprise Melody Flintkote Part TwoChapter 33

“So!” said Cynthiamae McWillians (née Flintkote), “This is where I find you!” She had her hands on her hips, her face broadcasting righteous indignation. “Surprise Me Flintkote!” Uhoh ... full name. She continued, “Soiled our good name last night in this very den of iniquity!” she drew a ragged breath and gestured towards John Bottoms, “You return ... after spending the night in the arms of this ... this ... this ... Hippie...” Can’t really blame her for the ‘hippie’ John was truly...

Craig MccallisterChapter 10

We spent a total of two days collecting our reward and selling enough stuff to end up with over $100. That was certainly good pay for a couple of day's work. We returned to the Neutral Territory, but not to the same town, figuring that we might have worn out our welcome there. We spent nearly five weeks wandering around without finding any more wanted men, and we began to wonder if we were wasting our time. We were about ready to head back to Texas when we ran into a rather bizarre...

Young Girl Sex ClubChapter 5

Kalola awoke to a sense of well being. The raucous chatter of myna birds had awakened her. From a distance came the sound of a riveting gun, indicating that another high-rise apartment was being erected. These were the sounds of Waikiki, and she smiled with contentment at this proof that she was home. She considered her situation and decided it could easily be worse. It was true that, after paying one month's rent in advance, plus a cleaning deposit and a light and gas deposit, they were...

Orgiastic CultChapter 2

Early the next morning, after Ed had left for work, Marion drove to the downtown area. Riding along the freeway in her Volkswagen convertible she felt exhilarated. The wind blew playfully through her blonde curls and the brightness of the day almost washed away all of the bitter memories of the night before. I don't know what's gotten into Ed lately. He's so completely opposed to the occult. Doesn't he realize how important this is? Our whole lives together could be changed for the...

Diane and the CopperChapter 3

The next day was also a rest day, so I decided to wander down the High Street and check out 'Jacqui R's'. I found it tucked away in one of the side streets, if my memory was correct it used to be the 'Black Lion'. I pushed the door and entered. Immediately a young man wielding a broom called to me. "We're not open." Being a Copper has certain benefits. I pulled out my Warrant Card and asked him if Jacky was on the premises. I shouldn't have used the Warrant Card, not on personal...

Demigod of WarChapter 73

Day 263: “See ‘em how?” Dulgan pressed. John’s hands motioned aimlessly. “Like they’re really here. In this room with us right now. There. There, and there.” He pointed. Dulgan walked over to one spot he’d indicated. Vafthundryr shifted, so they wouldn’t ‘collide’. “Here?” The Dwimar asked. “He moved.” John’s finger indicated. Dulgan peered in the direction curiously. “I see nothin’. Wha’ do they loo’ like?” John kept his finger indicating Vafthundryr. “A Frost Giant, Vafthundryr is...

Broken UpChapter 3

"I keep telling you," Liz said. "You should call him. You should say you're sorry and ask him if you guys can talk." "Can we, like, not talk about this anymore?" Danielle said. "Danielle, school starts tomorrow. We're going to be juniors. You'll have to see him, whether you want to or not." Danielle had been trying not to think about that either. The remaining weeks of summer had been different than she'd predicted when her sophomore year ended. She'd thought she'd get a job,...

Sometimes Life Is Not a Bowl of CherriesChapter 1

I'm not even quite sure where to start explaining. I wasn't involved in the beginning. It began when my mother made a terrible mistake. I found out about all of this second hand, of course. But I think I have the story straight. School had just started back in the fall. My brother and I are both attending Benedict Arnold High School. I'm a sophomore. My brother is in the eighth grade. He stayed back a year and attends the intermediate school that is located with the high school. My...

AssassinChapter 9A

As I told Ma and Doug, I spent much of the morning alone in my room studying. Studying the bits and pieces on my models. Not the monster truck I'd bought though I'd use that as well but two slightly smaller versions, each with special qualities. Each had a GPS unit -- MILSPEC settings for greater accuracy with ultrasonic transducers for supplementary radar-like imaging -- and a device for recording it all. The other nifty addition was a video camera; poor resolution but small enough to be...

RebelChapter 53 Silvie

The lady under discussion evidently had some very influential contacts in our army. She was a stunner, they said, who gobbled up men, whose appetites were peculiar and who was never satisfied. The colorful rumors about her grew with each telling. She had seduced Arnold in a fast-moving carriage; she had done it with Wayne standing in a hallway behind a rack of cloaks; she had even bedded Washington himself and devoured the old man's cock, one dispatch rider declared in awe, leaving the big...

Lady Grace the Story of Ben and LaraChapter 7 Fulsome Nights

Fulsome was an ugly city, Lara thought to herself as she waited in a long, exhaust filled line to enter it. It was essentially owned by a corporate conglomerate, and they dictated its civic budget as they saw fit. Evidently, their view of public spending did not include beautification or anything beyond basic sanitation. It was surrounded by sixty foot concrete walls that were stained by rust and soot, and the occasional spire of a high rise or smoke stack that poked into view looked equally...

BusherChapter 5 Emily Anne

I was impressed that Davey asked me to go for a walk. Most guys -- most people, really -- who relate to me usually try to avoid the subject of walking. They're afraid it'll remind me that I'm a gimp. Well, I may be a gimp, and I may walk a little funny, but I can walk. It doesn't hurt me, walking. I guess it sort of looks as if it's hurting me, to other people, but I can walk fine -- at least for a reasonable distance, at a reasonable pace. There are limits. I don't play golf, for...

The Widow Wore BlackChapter 3

(Vetting the Mole) Honey had a lot more friends the next training day. She liked the fact she was more accepted in the group but she still knew it was bad form to break her cover as a strictly administrative type person. She concentrated on her running and tried to stay out of trouble if that were humanly possible. In accordance with her instructions from Sir Knightly, she made an effort to be friendly with the French girl with the jealous attitude, Yvette. The girl almost scoffed at her...

The Angry Whore Book 2Chapter 6 Confrontation

1 November, 1686 Night Isabel entered the tavern where she had spent a year of her life in misery, fear and humiliation with the utmost coolness and composure of demeanor with Aba walking silently in at her heels, and then Aba positioned himself off to one side well in the shadows where he wouldn't be easily seen. The space within was just as she remembered it, depressing, filthy, and very dark, being lighted only by the doorway, two large slatted windows in the front and a single lantern...

Chrissie and TomChapter 2

Tom woke before dawn. It may have been the piping of the waders poking around in the mud next to his little yacht or the lapping of the rising tide, but that is unlikely. He looked at his watch in the half-light. Ten to five ... or as he thought of it, 'oh four fifty'. He crawled out of the oddly-shaped berth in the fo'c'sle of his small, elderly yacht. ('She may be old, but she's sound and she's mine, ' he'd say.) He pulled on a pair of jeans and some deck-shoes, picked up a towel,...

Broken AngelChapter 7 The Commitment

When they pulled up next to Elmo's house, he ran out to meet them. He stopped, his eyes widened and looked at Judge Reynolds in surprise, "Oh dear, Ralph! What are you doing with these disreputable characters?" "Well, Elmo, it seems I have made some strange alliances with unusual people." He chuckled humorlessly, "Though when one's nose is rubbed in it, one has to open his eyes and see what's before him." "Ralph, you have mixed more metaphors in one sentence than I do in a whole...

Mayhem 2 Sea CruiseChapter 13

-Daniel- Okay, I'll admit it: life could be a lot worse. The next couple of days were pretty much ideal, in fact. I got to see a whole lot more of the ship than I'd first anticipated. The dining rooms and bars were nice but nothing special for the most part; you've seen one you've seen them all. The shows were fun I'll admit; we got to see Teresa dance in her show a couple of times and in my inexpert opinion she was pretty good. They all were. I even got to meet the whole dance troupe...

Sir Robert s Adventures in the Holy LandChapter 7

The somewhat jaded Crusader back from the Holy land had decided that he would take the youngest of the three daughters of his closest neighbor, Squire Holliday to wife because she was most likely a virgin and he desperately wanted a fresh start. The girl was terribly shy and self-conscious but in a way it was endearing to see her confusion about matters of a physical nature. He had fondled her exceeding hard in the kitchen that first day the family visited under the watchful eye of her...

Vennoa s Adventures in SaltmarshChapter 5

“So, where shall we go next?” Aldalome asked the party once they had left the Council Hall. “I could do with a drink, and a warm bed to rest in,” Ehs said. Vennoa wasn’t sure if she wanted to continue being in the party, but the tavern did sound like a good option, so she kept quiet. “I must return to my people and tell them about what has happened,” Oceanus said. “You don’t have time even for one drink?” An’gari asked. “I’m afraid not. If you ever come to our waters, I will gladly take...

Secret Service Kitty AndersonChapter 6

Santa Fe was a nice place, but I was happy to be released from the KGC and Abner Folsom assignment to go home. I could have shipped my automobile home by train and traveled the same way, myself, but that seemed like cheating and sort of abandoning a faithful friend. The Oldsmobile got me to Santa Fe, so it ought to get me home. Judge McAllister told me to take some time off, so I had plenty of time to make the trip. I did not feel compelled to make the best possible time getting home like I...

My Step sister s Banana SmoothieChapter 2

I have often wondered if my experiment in the mildest form of incest with my sensuous stepsister Sue was the result of my teenaged need for sexual expression or actual “love” for her sparkling personality and charm. Sue made no secret of the fact that she had her own stable of handy studs to reward with sexual favors at her beck and call. Our faux sibling peccadillo of lust was more the result of convenience and a need for immediate “tingles” to slake our thirsty libidos than some romantic...

Foie De La ViergeChapter 6

My mind was dizzy and confused, and yet the mist and pain were gone. I found myself unexpectedly in the present, or was it the past? With a sense of d'j ... vu, I found that Christine was swaying in front of me, full of nervous expectation. "You're the daughter of the Marquis," I asserted blankly as if this would come as a surprise to her, which, of course, it didn't. For me, it was still an upsetting surprise although the more I looked at her, the more that I saw the likeness. I felt...

LaredoChapter 23

"Well, y'all boys did a damn good job rescuing them girls from that there Mexican whore house!" "Thank ya, Cap'n, but me an' Ezra been wonderin' what we could do 'bout them other two whore houses owned by Juarez. We know he had at least two more whore houses stocked with kidnapped Anglo women. We want to hit them, too." Capt. Sanderson winked prodigiously at Sean and Ezra and said, "Well, ain't y'all got some vacation time saved up? Why don't y'all take it an' pay a visit to...

Hazing for Victor and VictoriaChapter 11

Cheryl and Carl took the twins aside as the assembly broke up and kids filed into the school halls. "The theme for tonight's final community project session," said Cheryl " and of your last day of Pledge Week will be 'Let's Switch'." "And by that," added Carl, " we mean switching in three ways. Gather up your clothes, both of you. Don't put them on yet, but walk with us to the gym so you can see what we're getting at." So the four of them, the twins buck naked, and Cheryl and...

Dun and Dusted Part 3 Book 7 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 12 A rotten apple

An hour before sunset we arrived in Alathur, where it looked as if the whole of Number Six Company was assembled. “Two platoons of the company should be out manning checkpoints, with only one platoon in reserve here at Company Headquarters,” Lieutenant LePater said, looking about in surprise. Leaving Mimi in the bullock cart until we had secured our accommodation for the night Lorne Lepater and I made our way to Company HQ. We mounted the steps to the veranda preparatory to opening the door...

HomebodiesChapter 6

The HSF Magnum was a Flintlock class patrol vessel built in the shipyards of Caspia 4 thirty-seven metric years before. Like all Flintlocks, Magnum was ninety-nine meters in length and had a beam of twenty. Its four fusion engines could drive it at a maximum acceleration of 3.5Gs while simultaneously providing power for the artificial gravity generators and stellar coronal capable electromagnetic shielding, thus giving it circuit point capability and enough legs to quickly cross...

His Horn Blew at MidnightChapter 3

(The continuing adventures of Alphonse D'Paris formerly known as Mabel Mahoney.) I spread my cloak over the exhausted Nicolette and left her to slumber peacefully in the stable. My return to Earthly existence in the form of my coupling partner, a French guy called Alphonse, was further complicated by shifting into a time period over a thousand years prior in a country I had never visited in my true form of Mabel Mahoney. The change from being the "fuckee" into being the "fucker" was...

The Wrong Side of PinkChapter 2

It was another three days before Madison saw anybody besides her family. Mom came up every morning, of course, and every hour or so thereafter, to see if she needed anything. Madison had gone most of her high school career without missing a day of school; to miss three, now, in a row, was an unprecedented disaster. But Mom seemed to realize that maybe space was best, that silence was golden, and didn't push her to get up and face the world. Dad came up when he could, but it was clear that...

The ExperimentChapter 3

Emma enjoyed playing the hostess. The chief guest, beside whom she sat at dinner, was a Professor Colin Wedderburn. Alex had referred to him as "The Professor". "He's my top research man, Emma. I think a lot of him. I hope you like him as much as I do." Emma was not too sure that she would ever really like this man, but he certainly interested her. He was as tall as the Count, but thinner and stooping where her host and rescuer was straight and well built. Emma realised that she was...

His Lucky Charm IIChapter 29 Detective Work

At 354 Hanover Lane, they were received by the lady of the house, Mrs. Warner. The house belonged to Mr. Albert Warner, a grain trader of obvious means. Jim introduced himself and Ned. "Madam, I am Major James Tremayne, and this is Mr. Ned Thrush. We call on you to ask whether Alison O'Hare is in your employ." Mrs. Warner was alarmed. "Yes, indeed. She is a good girl." "I shall never doubt your word on that, Madam. The reason we came, is that with your permission, we'd like to...

The Boys at John s HouseChapter 65

Yeuhan fit in perfectly. He was a hard-core voyeur. He got hard watching me kiss the boys. Watching them walk around the house in slutwear or worse kept the boy dripping. Catching me, Greedy and the Angels in the atrium actually set him off. Plus, he did all the client paperwork. Within a week, Yeuhan began dressing like the rest of the idiots complete with the come-and-get it thongs. I was in absolute heaven. And people were beginning to notice. The first time I took Yeuhan to the club,...

The Amulets of Power V A New BeginningChapter 3

We continued until about noon. The cart only made three or four miles an hour where the road was in good condition, which wasn't always the case. There were a few places where it was so bad that we had to get out, and push the cart from the back while Ute encouraged the buffalo from the front. Thankfully those places were few, but less bad spots than that were frequent. Around noon, Ute pulled the cart off the road, and under the shade provided by some tall trees and stopped. "We stop...

Martha Takes the CaseChapter 2

Several years ago, when her husband had been mugged in an alley in one of the worse parts of the city, Martha had made a promise that the same thing would never happen to her if she could prevent it. That was why she joined the beginning Ju-Jitsu course at the Adult Education center at the Council meeting hall. The instructor was a retired SAS sergeant with a penchant for dishing out pain just to see how much his students could handle. She had almost quit that very first session because the...

Preacher s Sinful DaughterChapter 2 Sinning on Her Knees

“That’s it, whore,” Daddy grunted as he rammed his cock into me from behind after bending me over the dining room table. Through the swinging door that connected this room to the kitchen, I could hear my mom humming as she worked on breakfast, oblivious to the naughty acts her husband, my preacher father, performed on my sixteen-year-old body. “Daddy,” I squealed, bucking back into his thrusts. “What are you doing?” When I set the table for breakfast, I hadn’t expected Daddy to come up...

Remembrance of the WoodChapter 3

Willow returned to the classroom to take Tama home from school for the day. The rest of the children left for their homes with a happy cheer because of the unexpected vacation that Elder had just announced. He knew a number of the parents wouldn't be happy, but there was little that he could do about it now. Once he was in the building alone, he closed the school up and gathered his traveling gear. As arduous as he made the trip sound to Willow, it was actually be easy from the Faydark...

RajahChapter 9

The incident at Marlowe Manor happened six months ago. To Neal Court, who can be found these days in the taverns along Broadway between 65th to 80th streets, it might have happened yesterday. His mind still dwells on the nightmare he witnessed, of the wild, excitedly grunting beast and his wife locked nakedly together on the bed, and his own crazed reaction... or of the long, grim trek back from the Manor house, across the moors to the first town, Snowston... or of that first, unnamed pub in...

Sexy Sue the Obedient SecretaryChapter 2

THE ADVENTURES OF AN OBEDIENT SECRETARY It came to the attention of Lady Weston that her daughter Sue was seldom at home during the daytime hours. When she inquired of the maid Polly as to her daughter's whereabouts, the devious little doxie looked off in the distance and said, "I 'spect her's volunteering now that the War has started, mum!" The perfectly coiffed middle-aged woman fluffed her curls and immediately switched her attention to more interesting things like the overly...

My Wife Is Out Of ControlChapter 11

We took off the week of Labor Day to spend time in Ann's hometown in the rural south. More importantly, we wanted to attend her brother's Labor Day cookout and party. Usually, we stay at a hotel in town, about 15 minutes from her brother's farm. On Labor Day, we drove out to Bill's place around 4 p.m. When we arrived most of her family was already there, including Ben her other brother. Ben's wife was absent, as usual. But, Bill's wife Angie was there and Angie's brother Marty. Also...

Dark ReasonsChapter 4

Jenna closed the front door of her apartment in Justin's face, ignoring his suggestion that maybe he should come in and stick around for just a little while. She wanted a hot bath, food, and a few hours in bed in whatever order they happened to come in. It wasn't the first time that she had been hurt in the line of duty, or the first time she'd been taken to the hospital. But this was the first concussion she'd gotten. She didn't like the way the room tilted or the way her head...

Robin Hood s DaughterChapter 5

Rowena was fully aware that Sir Roland was not in the least bit happy about the appearance of the huge tattooed Moor at their camp. He was astute enough to see at a glance that she had been forcefully taken and broken in by the tall, dark stranger just like the Gypsy woman had predicted. In a sense she regretted her shameful behavior with the stranger but in all honesty the direct young girl had to admit it she had it to do all over again, she would do it the exact same way. The good friar...

Preferably DeadChapter 4

"I don't know what you're talking about. I ain't no kidnapper!" I didn't say anything in reply to that. Instead, I just walked my horse a step or two. I let him swing in the breeze for nigh on to five minutes before I backed off this time. I let him back to the ground before I said, "How long do you reckon I can leave you hanging like that, Mr. House? I got my lunch with me, so I expect that I could last a couple of hours or so, real easy-like. Do you have an opinion?" "Oh, God,...

Look Back in Sorrow Chapter 2

Waking up on Commissioner Roberto Antonelli’s yacht was like coming back from the dead for me but it was more like a lost weekend rather than an end it all experience. I still had my pretty face buried in my best Adele’s bum and I think it was her farting that woke me up with an unpleasant odor that still lingered in the well-appointed stateroom. The three of us were all tangled together on top of the soft mattress. Roberto, Adele and I were molded together like broken cookies in a box of...

SleepwalkerChapter 46 Needles and Haystacks

Sending Rod along with Paul to interview the Pena girl's family had turned out to be a very good idea. The parents' English was sketchy and they dropped in and out of Spanish. They had decided ahead of time that Rod would play interpreter to Paul's agent. When he introduced Paul as being with the FBI they were openly nervous but when he said they were there about Maria the door opened wide and they were ushered inside. Apparently the locals had been less than enthusiastic in their pursuit...

owyn Book 1 The CageChapter 2 Fire

[ Setting the scene: the events of this chapter take place before the arrival of Gandalf, Aragorn, and Gimli. Reference is made to Boromir’s passage through Rohan on his way to Rivendell.] 21 February 3019 (Third Age), Edoras “Please stop. We should not. I cannot...” “Peace, my beautiful Lady. We have this time and no other. Let us not waste it in idle protest.” His lips drove into hers, strong hands gripping the muscular firmness of her rear through the thin film of her nightdress. He...

Canvas of Hidden DesireChapter 3

Julie was into the third session of Nickolai's portrait on her back when she realized that his needle was becoming to become part of her new attitude. Instead of cringing at the sound of the nasty whirring noise that used to grate on her nerves, she welcomed it to her senses like a familiar stranger with a promise of soothing pain. Of course, he continued to shamelessly use her much abused pucker as a ready disposal for his pent-up frustrations and she took his pounding as just retribution...

The Military of Rule Number One Is to Survive Chapter 2

Colonel Augusto Martinez was the commander of the special unit tasked with keeping the roads clear and open for convoy traffic clearing the impact zones. He had started on Day Zero with slightly over 300 troops under his command and now on day 17 he was reduced to only 60 men and two officers excluding him. The unit had become so tattered that it was on the verge of disbandment but he heard there were some reinforcements coming from Fairbanks before the end of the week. Master Sergeant...

Some Kind of HeroChapter 84

I woke up hungry Saturday morning. Mrs. Trinh had made pancakes and bacon. I ate everything she made, except for the two small pancakes she made herself. I apologized, but she said she was happy to see me so hungry, though she cautioned me to get plenty of exercise if I planned to eat like that every day. Most of the construction noise had subsided. It was going to be an ongoing process, and not quiet by any means, for weeks. I'd paid for the laying on of extra hands to expedite the process...

Peeking SisterChapter 6

The following morning June was awakened by what she thought was the ringing of her old alarm clock at home. God, she felt awful! Her head ached, her mouth was dry and her body felt feverish all over. She must have come down with the flu. She would have to call in sick to the office, and old Mr. Chisolm wouldn't like that one bit. He hadn't been at all pleased when she told him she had to go to New York for a few days... New York! All the events of the preceding day and night flashed...

The Spirit Of The West Educating Fire BringerChapter 7

Well, maybe "hurt" wasn't the right word. There was no penetration, but his hand continued to sting for some time from the bullet's impact. "Storm Who Walks, why does my hand hurt so bad, even though the bullet did not penetrate the shield?" "I was just told that what you feel is the residual energy from the bullet. The energy had to go somewhere when your shield stopped the bullet, and it showed up mostly as heat, which you are still feeling. Pour some cool water over your hand, and...

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