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Englishman in New York

I watched the people as they walked through Times Square. I followed his instructions to the letter. I am wearing a black bolero sweater silk blouse, grey, his favorite colour and I am minus my 36-C bra (per his request), a size 8 black pencil skirt that falls just below my calf and had a back split up to my mid-thigh (sans panties again another request), black stockings and 3-inch open toe pumps to show off my perfectly pedicured steel grey polished toes. My caramel skin is glowing and my...

Englishman in New York

I watched the people as they walked through Times Square. I followed his instructions to the letter. I am wearing a black bolero sweater silk blouse, grey, his favorite colour and I am minus my 36-C bra (per his request), a size 8 black pencil skirt that falls just below my calf and had a back split up to my mid-thigh (sans panties again another request), black stockings and 3-inch open toe pumps to show off my perfectly pedicured steel grey polished toes. My caramel skin is glowing and my...

Jean s Story

by Diomedes050465 Chapter 1 : Introduction, London, the 25th “And you are quite certain that you don’t want to add any further conditions or qualifications, you’re happy with things as agreed ?” “I am. Now if you don’t want my custom Mr Smith” “I’m sorry Mrs Devereux, I have to be sure. I do hope that you understand.” “Yes, of course, I’m sorry. You’ll send over the contract ?” “By courier within the hour and as soon as they are back to us with the agreed fees then I...

Jokes and Giggles Part TwoChapter 101

First Day At Work: A young millennial hired by a supermarket reported for his first day of work. The manager greeted him with a warm handshake and a smile; gave him a broom; and said, “Your first job will be to sweep out the store.” “But I’m a Harvard graduate,” the young man replied indignantly. “Oh, I’m sorry. I didn’t know that,” said the manager. “Here, give me the broom I’ll show you how it works.” Drunk in France-true event This actually happened to an Englishman, in France, who...

Jokes and GigglesChapter 584

This actually happened to an Englishman in France who was totally drunk. A French policeman stops the Englishman’s car and asks if he has been drinking. With great difficulty, the Englishman admits that he has been drinking all day, that his daughter got married that morning, and that he drank champagne and a few bottles of wine at the reception, and many single malts scotches thereafter. Quite upset, the policeman proceeds to alcohol-test (breath test) the Englishman and verifies that he...

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Before the other men could react, Kehalis was up and at the door, brushing aside the blanket to stare at the scene within. The sight of the dark man mounting the naked American woman froze him in place. He could not move; he could not even raise the AK he held clenched in his right hand. He could only stare at the nude body on the sleeping platform, her arms and legs held underneath her body, reducing the captive woman to an agony filled face and an apparently limbless female torso, Cathy’s...

INQUISITION

Chapter One - ArrivalJack Dawkins crawled out of the surf on all fours, shivering and exhausted. It felt to him as if his body weighed four times more than usual. The crashing waves could not seem to make up their mind whether to smash him to this death against the shore or to pull him back into the water and drown him. The wet linen of his shirt and breeches seemed to be made of lead, causing his arms and legs to quiver with the strain of supporting such an impossible load.His ship, the...

A Boy and his Genie Chapter 08

“Another ale, my friend,” he said, flicking a coin in the direction of the bartender. “You’re not from around here, are you?” The bartender asked him. “No I’m not, but don’t worry, if all has gone to plan, I’ll be out of here before long.” A few minutes later, a man arrived in a cloak, carrying an ornate box. “Do you have it?” The Englishman asked, excited. “Yes, it is in this box,” the other man replied. “Good…let’s go into the back room. We need some privacy.” They went into the...

A Boy and his GenieChapter 8

Jerusalem, 1195 AD. In a tavern, an English traveller in his early 30s was waiting for a man to arrive with a delivery. Something for which he'd searched for over a decade. Something which, if his contact had been successful, was going to change his life forever. "Another ale, my friend," he said, flicking a coin in the direction of the bartender. "You're not from around here, are you?" The bartender asked him. "No I'm not, but don't worry, if all has gone to plan, I'll be out of...

The Count of Monte CristoChapter 28 The Prison Register

The day after that in which the scene we have just described had taken place on the road between Bellegarde and Beaucaire, a man of about thirty or two and thirty, dressed in a bright blue frock coat, nankeen trousers, and a white waistcoat, having the appearance and accent of an Englishman, presented himself before the mayor of Marseilles. "Sir," said he, "I am chief clerk of the house of Thomson & French, of Rome. We are, and have been these ten years, connected with the house of...

Breaking Point

Breaking Point 1. Caught No battle plan survives contact with the enemy. Colin Powell ***** The sky was as black as the dead of night, instead of about 6 pm on a sub-equatorial mid-winter evening. The unseasonal El-Nino inspired storm had come inland at hurricane speed, thrusting the landscape into an eerie, sodden twilight. The worst of the storm had already passed, having drenched the area and sent tree branches and other forms of airborne debris across the site. As he...

It Was an English Lady Bright

The Jousting Tournament was well underway on the unusually sunny spring day in the north of England, not too far from the fluctuating Scottish border. Oftentimes in previous years, raiders from either side would cross into the other’s territory, stealing cattle, sheep, horses, crops or anything else that could be moved away quickly. Even the border itself moved as one side or the other gained control of land. For the brief time of the past few years, however, the raids had been few, not many...

The Butterfly and the FalconChapter 24

The three intelligence men, the groundcrew and engineers watched helplessly as John paced the airstrip. He was beside himself and refused anything to do with anybody. It had been half an hour since he'd returned from the mission and there was still no sign of Jana Ivanova. Two technicians carefully removed the film from the two cameras the MiG carried. The negatives were reeled into a can, much like a cine camera, and these they carefully crated to be sent for processing. Rhykov hadn't...

The Count of Monte CristoChapter 29 The House of Morrel Son

Any one who had quitted Marseilles a few years previously, well acquainted with the interior of Morrel's warehouse, and had returned at this date, would have found a great change. Instead of that air of life, of comfort, and of happiness that permeates a flourishing and prosperous business establishment--instead of merry faces at the windows, busy clerks hurrying to and fro in the long corridors--instead of the court filled with bales of goods, re-echoing with the cries and the jokes of...

The Strip Ch 06

This is a rewrite of Vegas, combining both Books and producing a completely different take for the main characters. Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world — thesoundandfury – not only for your editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. And check out thesoundandfury’s recent novel — Models and Super Spies. Chapter 6: Holly fulfils her contract ‘It’s me.’ ‘Samuel!’ Carly exclaimed. ‘Where the hell have you been?’ ...

GEORGES BATAILLE bull STORY OF THE EYE Extract

Note on the Plot:Story of the Eye (French: L'histoire de l'oeil) is a 1928 novella by Georges Bataille that details the increasingly bizarre sexual perversions of a pair of teenage lovers. It is narrated by the young man looking back on his exploits.Story of the Eye consists of several vignettes, centered around the sexual passion existing between the unnamed late adolescent male narrator and Simone, his primary female partner. Within this episodic narrative two secondary figures emerge:...

The Wolves of Berlin

"You never kill anyone you want to in a war.” -Ernest Hemingway, "For Whom the Bell Tolls" *** June 1, 1944, Paris: 1,440 days under occupation. The streetlamp flickered, but did not go out. A pair of uniforms lurked on the sidewalk up ahead. Riquet's feet wavered, but if they saw him run away they’d surely chase, so he kept walking, readying his identity card and mentally referring to a list of excuses for being out late. He plucked at his priest's collar; it was...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 13

“They saved Hitler’s cock. And stuffed it in Mengele’s sock. They saved Hitler’s cock. Now it wants to talk! Now it’s starting to get hard! I found it in my backyard! Every night it kills a dog! And now it walks the night in fog.” -Angry Samoans, “They Saved Hitler’s Cock“ Lady Maria Louisa Francesca de San Finzione woke to the sounds of vomiting and gunfire. She’d gone to sleep to escape what sounded like a woman being gang-raped outside and woken to chaos beyond the walls of the shack,...

Female DelightsChapter 7 Hostess

The first time Maryam was led away by one of the eunuchs to be prepared for use by one of the Emir's distinguished visitors she was full of trepidation. Although she now thoroughly understood the ways a woman could please a man and had been exposed while being educated by the General to almost every perversion and variation any man could ask for, the idea that she was to perform for a man at the request of her Master the Emir made her very nervous. That much might be demanded of her, she...

The Strip Ch 14

This is a rewrite of ‘Vegas’, combining both Books. While maintaining the theme, it offers a completely different and fresh take for the main characters. Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world — thesoundandfury – not only for his editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 14: Final Table The promotional interview was straightforward enough. But then, it should have been. Norman Chad, the renowned poker...

The Strip Ch 10

This is a rewrite of ‘Vegas’, combining both Books. While maintaining the theme, it offers a completely different and fresh take for the main characters. Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world — thesoundandfury – not only for his editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 10: An unhappy ending ‘Can I ask you something?’ Rosie said to her boyfriend. Daniel grinned. Despite his refreshing shower, he still...

Finding a friend

The race wasn’t nail biting, after the first few laps of intense action and the usual knockouts at the first corner of the race, there had been little for the Ferrari clad Misty to cheer about, probably out of boredom, her similarly clothed boyfriend had begun an argument with the couple next to them. The couple were British and American, their accents noticable over the noise of the spectators but and were dressed in matching silvery gray tops and black jeans. The silvery satin shirts had...

Breaking Point

6. ...And Procedures "The process is important, regardless of the outcome, just ask Schacter. (...)mental health... is not a destination but a process. It's about how you drive, not where you're going. The therapist is like a driving instructor, not a chauffeur," -- Noam Shpancer, The Good Psychologist ***** Ray didn't react to the second playing of the tape, although he wanted to, he was just a little too confused and disoriented. A sound told him he was being visited, but he...

Whatever Gets You Through the NightChapter 17

“My jacket’s gonna be cut slim and checked. Maybe a touch of seersucker with an open neck. I ride a GS Scooter with my hair cut neat. Wear my war-time coat in the wind and sleet.” -The Who, “I’ve Had Enough“ “Marco Santori!” Contessa Helena de San Finzione’s shadow called from the doorway of the Taverna. The bartender turned off the music and everyone faced her. “Your Contessa summons you.” At the bar, a man dropped his beer and ran for the side exit. He opened the door and ran...

Don t Sleep on the Subway Book ThreeChapter 4

(AUG 1939 ENGLAND AND POLAND SIGN A MUTUAL ASSISTANCE TREATY) “A Frenchman’s self-assurance stems from his belief that he is mentally and physically irresistibly fascinating to both men and women. An Englishman’s self-assurance is founded on his being a citizen of the best organized state in the world and on the fact that, as an Englishman, he always knows what to do, and that whatever he does as an Englishman is unquestionably correct. An Italian is self-assured because he is excitable and...

P Fogg A MEMOIRPart 27

IT WAS SEVEN in the morning when Mr. Fogg, Aouda, and Passepartout set foot upon the American continent, if this name can be given to the floating quay upon which they disembarked. These quays, rising and falling with the tide, thus facilitate the loading and unloading of vessels. Alongside them were clippers of all sizes, steamers of all nationalities, and the steamboats, with several decks rising one above the other, which ply on the Sacramento and its tributaries. There were also heaped up...

Jokes and Giggles Part TwoChapter 579

???????????????? ???????? OldGreyDuck is digging deep for these three!!!! ???????? I went to a comedy club last Friday evening. There was a woman there telling nothing but chicken jokes. She called herself a “Comedi-hen”. ???????? ???????????????? I was stuck driving behind a car today. The license plate read: G4ND4LF/ No idea who was driving, but he wouldn’t let me pass. ???????? ???????????????? In case you didn’t know, Weddings at Nudist Camps are highly unsuitable. ???????????????? Biiguy came through again!!!! An Englishman’s wife had died. Somewhat...

The Strip Ch 15

This is a rewrite of ‘Vegas’, combining both Books. While maintaining the theme, it offers a completely different and fresh take for the main characters. Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world — thesoundandfury – not only for his editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 15: One for all… all for one As each player was knocked out, the table took a short break to accommodate the ESPN television crew. That...

HOT AND KINKY PARADISE

This story is dedicated to my good friend Erotical, whose stories inspired me. This isn’t my usual style and the content is more hard-core, so if you’re not into this, find another story. Once again, thanks to Erotical, who has broadened my outlook as regards stories. Please leave a comment once you’ve read this. It is so useful to know what people think. I had never thought that I would experience sex like I had in Jamaica. It was sex at its hardest, and it was diverse. It was...

The Fruit Flies a gay and lesbian tale

THE FRUIT FLIES (a gay and lesbian tale)This story takes place in Paris in the mid-1920s. A “fruit fly” is another word, more polite, for “fag hag”.Leonora had been waiting 20 minutes for her friend but she remembered Brigitte was always late. Actually Leonora didn’t mind waiting in this posh café which her French friend had suggested. Paris was always as exciting as she remembered it. Well-dressed young people walking around, the fashions which were getting simply just…well…I mean…so...

The Strip Ch 08

This is a rewrite of ‘Vegas’, combining both Books. While maintaining the theme, it offers a completely different and fresh take for the main characters. Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world — thesoundandfury – not only for his editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 8: Grace becomes an angel ‘The strawberries are delightful,’ Rosie grinned, pulling the fluffy white robe more tightly around her body....

The Ballad of Zachery Carson Ch 06

Please read the previous chapters before continuing. I welcome and appreciate any constructive comments, critiques, and/or emails you might care to send my way. ******************** Chapter Six ‘You boys are driving Astor Manor cattle and I don’t think you bought them,’ he yelled. ‘Throw down your guns, then tell the other two to do likewise and we won’t have any trouble. If you don’t you’ll die in your saddle.’ The two men exchanged glances. ‘I’ll see you in Hell first,’ the older one...

Cuban Free Spirit

Professor Charles Fernside sat alone in the Champagne Bar of London's Eurostar terminal at St Pancras Station, awaiting the announcement of the departure time of his train to Lille. Once in France, he would catch the night sleeper to Venice.The connection was seamless and unhurried and he was surprised to find that, at 8 o'clock in the evening, the train's dining car was barely half-full. He took a seat at a table laid for four and reflected that most Europeans aren't interested in eating...

Molly O Ryan

Molly O'Ryan stood on the dock with tears running down her pretty face. The wind whipped her long, straight, red hair. She watched her Father bartering with the fine, English gentleman. She knew full well what he was doing; he was selling his eldest daughter, a girl just turned 18, so that her brothers and sister would survive the coming winter. Times were more than hard in Ireland in 1869; they were desperate. She could see the Englishman turn and look at her and then turn back to Father. The...

beautiful Serena

Beautiful Serena It was cold as I drove back to the cabin. The country lane wound into the darkness as the snow covered my windscreen. Turning yet another bend my head lights caught a glimpse of black fur through the pelting snow…what the fuck was that? As the car straightened, the lights were able to light her up. “Walking in this weather…she’s fucking mad” I thought. A tall red head was stumbling along the grass verge, her long hair holding onto the snow as if it would never fall again, and...

Her Own Choice Part 1

18 year old, Safia Memon looked out at the Pine forested mountains and hills of Murree and took a deep breath of clean mountain air. She exhaled and smiled to herself. It was still early morning, her parents, and sister and brothers were all asleep, enjoying the peace and quiet of Murree after the hustle and bustle of city life in Lahore. How different the world looked up here far from Lahore, way down on the hot dusty plains of Northern Pakistan.She strained her ears to catch the faint distant...

Training Rose

Training Rose by Angie FRose has become something of a living legend around Saddleworth so I persuaded her to tell me her story for a small, or actually not so small, fee. I had to edit some of it and change a couple of identities but I hope you enjoy it. Angie. Training RoseI cowered in the corner protecting my face as best I could as the blows rained down, five, six, I counted,...

The Inferior

The InferiorBy Kurt SteinerPrologueNaked, back against the smooth painted plaster of the living-room wall, legs sprawled out before him on the cold parquet flooring; he looked on as she entered from the dining room carrying a chair. Panic provoking hysteria, he watched her position it over and to either side of his feet before taking the single step required to bestride his body. Powerful legs, clad in the sheerest black hose, towering above his shivering frame as her eyes bore down into his...

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???????????????????????????????????????????????????? Female POW 3:?? Afghan? Captivity?????????????????????????????? ????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????? by [email protected] DISCLAIMERS:? This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead is purely coincidental. This story includes fictional descriptions of rape, torture, and bondage. If these descriptions are likely to offend you, DO NOT READ THIS STORY.? If you are under twenty-one...

Model EngineerChapter 2 Sodyou

Saturday was bright and clear and warm without being over hot. Tom tried to mix with the guests for a while but quickly became bored with idle conversation and most people were chatting in groups on family matters and he did not want to intrude. In any case they were well dressed and while he was in his best casual clothes, against the others they seemed ill fitting and his straggly beard suggested to them he was a hill-billy. Indeed he heard one woman enquire of her friend if he was one of...

The Strip Ch 09

This is a rewrite of ‘Vegas’, combining both Books. While maintaining the theme, it offers a completely different and fresh take for the main characters. Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world — thesoundandfury – not only for his editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 9: Life is good ‘Oh fuck, Rosie. That’s good…’ The redhead’s mouth left his hard shaft long enough for her to shoot him a grin. His...

Feeding An Addiction A Three way Street Ch 13

Scarsdale, NY: Friday 13th October 2017Off the wagonAs I watched Sue lead James by the hand upstairs, his huge cock bobbing up and down as he moved, I desperately hoped that the date wasn’t an omen for where things might head. This would be the third time we’d ventured into the world of wife-sharing and the last time had nearly cost us our love and marriage.Yet events had conspired to lead us back to this point. With Sue and I both willing participants as she took another man as a lover. A...

Reunion In Madrid

Bella sat expectantly astride one of the iron roof trusses high up in the roof of Madrid's Atocha rail terminus.Far below, passengers were filing off the sleeper train which had just arrived from Paris. She scanned the tiny figures in search of Professor Maurice Kershaw and his wife Ursula. Bella knew they were on this train, as she had spotted their names on the passenger manifest in the SNCF offices. It was over two months she had seen her lover.At last, at the tail of the column came the...

Another Girl s Life

A tip of the hat to a Story by Flossy. Also I want to thank Dan Green for his help on things 'Hebrew' as he calls them! Mutant Enemy and Joss Whedon own the characters. No copyright infringement intended in this fan fiction. Another Girl's Life By Eric The story is set in the Buffy Universe Sunnydale where they live is set on a mystic opening called the Hell Mouth. All kind of terrible or weird things can happen here. The town is infested with Vampires and other demons. This is...

Soixante Trois Airlines part 9

Jessica smiled for the passengers as they disembarked the plane, stretching their tired muscles after the long flight from Madrid. "Thank you for flying with Soixante-Trois Airlines," Jessica gushed in her practised overly-saccharine 'stewardess's voice'. "Enjoy your stay in London!" "I live here, you dumb valley girl," one of the passengers snorted as he passed Jessica with a backward glance. "That's the west coast, you moron," Jessica whispered under her breath, out of earshot...

It Was Just His Way of Relaxing

It Was Just His Way of Relaxing By Ms IndiraPart OneThe words reaching his ears are unbelievable. Incredible. Soul-destroying and mortifying. The lips from which they are emerging, to form what must surely be amongst the most outrageous suggestions ever to have been put to a white Anglo-Saxon male a day short of his forty-first birthday, are plump and full and in no way contradict the fleshy features above and within the frame of long and silky black hair that, along with her skin-tone, speaks...

The Terrible Fate of the English Nobleman

The Terrible Fate of the English Nobleman By Dr. Phil This is the story of an 18th century English nobleman living in the Caribbean. He is hated by a local pirate governor. The Englishman refuses to sell a small piece of land to the governor who has wanted it for a long time. The Englishman has been protected by his friendship with the captain of one of the pirate ships. Even the governor fears this ruthless captain. One day the pirate ship arrives in port with...

Duty and Duplicity Book 5 of Poacher s ProgressChapter 13 See Naples and Die

Those who have been on the Grand Tour assert the most picturesque vistas of Naples are viewed when arriving by sea. I cannot vouch for the veracity of that statement, for when I approached Naples by sea it was teeming with rain, and acres of grey cloud blotted out everything, other than the stench, of the city. As soon as I landed at the Mole hackney cab drivers surrounded me, eager to carry me off to the hotel of their choice. However, Capitano Ponti had suggested La Croce d’Oro would best...

Ard RiChapter 4

Authors note: The first six paragraphs are a bit of a recap of some things that happened at the end of Chapter 3, with added detail. Upon returning to Ireland Meghan, Maureen and Michael started the final phase of their education. Meghan knew that Michael had several steep learning curves, the worst being the ascension to position of Ard-Ri. In present day, the British and Irish governments would never accept an independent Irish state with a monarch. Trina had informed them that there was a...

The Props Master Prequel Behind the Ivory VeilChapter 9 Marriage

Not everything went as smoothly as anticipated. Indiana required a blood test before a license would be issued and there was a three-day waiting period after they had a license. Rebecca broke out in tears when the county clerk refused to issue a license. “We leave on our cruise on Saturday!” she protested. “Have the ship’s captain marry you then,” the sympathetic clerk said. “You really should have thought about this before you decided to honeymoon.” A visit to the travel agent Rebecca had...

JennyChapter 4

It was a nightmare. As much as I tried to stay away from her, I kept seeing her face in the crowds around me. Most of the time, I managed to avoid being seen myself. She called my name a couple of times, but I affected not to hear her and carried on walking. It had been over a week since our first meeting; I'd closed the account from which I'd been making the payments and set in motion the process for opening another account, this one would be offshore and truly untraceable. I had a month...

Night Brings the HunterChapter 5

“Well, I can saw a woman in two, But you won’t want to look in the box when I’m through. I can make love disappear. For my next trick, I’ll need a volunteer.” -Warren Zevon, “For My Next Trick, I’ll Need A Volunteer” David Igazi was sitting in front of three televisions. One was tuned to CNN, one was tuned to the local news in Uongo, and the third was tuned to BBC World News. The two bigger news services, as was often the case, knew four or five facts and were rewording those facts in every...

Jokes and GigglesChapter 530

Always trying to keep my friends informed and politically correct. Due to the climate of political correctness now pervading America, let it be known that Kentuckians, Tennesseans and West Virginians will no longer be referred to as ‘HILLBILLIES.’ You must now refer to them as APPALACHIAN-AMERICANS. And furthermore, HOW TO SPEAK ABOUTWOMENAND BE POLITICALLY CORRECT: 1. She is not a ‘BABE’ or a ‘CHICK’ - She is aBREASTED AMERICAN. ‘ 2. She is not ‘EASY’ - She is ‘HORIZONTALLY...

Across the Unclaimed LandsChapter 10

I was as brown as the people who lived in these lands, and aside from my short pants and tall boots, dressed much alike. With the single deviation that my lighter hair and eyes provided, I would be mistaken for a native. I had been accustomed to perusing the horizon through my spy glass, and saw a sight I had not thought to see, mounted men, riding arch necked crop mane horses, the lowering sun glinting on their brilliant cuirasses. If you wish to scout with any hope or prayer of going...

Against the Odds Ch 01

IN THIS CROSS-OVER Western arching 120 years, be prepared for a little humor and even satire, sex, romance and obnoxious attitudes. The setting is Clyde, a city of 27,600 servicing a hinterland of small productive farm units on the grassy and water restricted plains and on to large ranches on rolling drier hills to rise up mountainous slopes. In pioneering days the Jefferson family arrived first followed shortly by the Elliot’s. They cross-married but within this generation the two families...

Carrington Mansion Ch 01

An Englishman’s property inheritance in Midwest America leads to romance between a womanizing son of a recently deceased Duke and a beautiful but feisty attorney. Both harbor an unfulfilled desire to find a mate who’d exceeded their expectations. Chapter 1 In late spring the Mornington Daily News reported at length the death of the Duke of Beaulieu in the county of Hampshire, England, aged eighty-seven. The obituary was noted with considerable relief in the small city of Mornington-on-Test...

Bohemia

Bohemia Along the Oude Binnenweg are several bars. Being alone I chose what lookedto be the most intimate. Despite the window being full of people, once I wasinside I found an empty table adjacent to the bar and sat down after orderinga beer. The barman with a large handlebar moustache brought me a beer thatI hid behind and began to feel comfortable. Everyone appeared to know everyoneelse and all were somewhat lubricated. The Dutch when in full flow appear tomimic goldfish. Their guttural...

Twenty One Part 2 of 3

Birthday-girl Brooke accepts a dare to hit on the suave English businessman she and her friends encounter at a New York club. But when Gavin - the gentleman in question - invites her back to his suite at the New York Plaza hotel, she wonders if she's just a tad out of her depth...“So,” Brooke's new companion asked her as they set off and she scuttled in her heels to keep up with his broad strides, “first time in the Plaza?”She could hear innuendo in everything he said now. “Yes.” Conversation...

The Gavin McClain Stories 4 Twenty One Part 2 of 3

Birthday-girl Brooke accepts a dare to hit on the suave English businessman she and her friends encounter at a New York club. But when Gavin - the gentleman in question - invites her back to his suite at the New York Plaza hotel, she wonders if she's just a tad out of her depth...“So,” Brooke's new companion asked her as they set off and she scuttled in her heels to keep up with his broad strides, “first time in the Plaza?”She could hear innuendo in everything he said now. “Yes.” Conversation...

Twenty One Part 2 of 3

Birthday-girl Brooke accepts a dare to hit on the suave English businessman she and her friends encounter at a New York club. But when Gavin - the gentleman in question - invites her back to his suite at the New York Plaza hotel, she wonders if she's just a tad out of her depth...“So,” Brooke's new companion asked her as they set off and she scuttled in her heels to keep up with his broad strides, “first time in the Plaza?”She could hear innuendo in everything he said now. “Yes.” Conversation...

The Man Called Weasel

"Somebody in here is nothing but a low down, conniving little weasel." The English man, Ian Knowles spat out the words in a loud voice. Then punctuated his outburst by stabbing his hunting knife into the huge sawed off tree trunk that served as a table. His thrust was so hard it buried half the eight inch blade. The rest of it vibrated back and forth like a turning fork. Only it didn't make a sound. The only noise in the make shift lean too came from the howl of the wind and the sound of...

Too Much LoveChapter 18

Book 3: Eat the Pretties Thursday morning brought Nick a surprise he wasn’t sure how to deal with. He looked over the resume the young woman sitting across from him had brought in. She’d worked her entire career at Stryker-Stone Concierge Services, most recently in Boston, before that in London, and before that in Bangalore. The name at the top of the resume was Eleanor Agnihotri and when she shook his hand and said, “It’s nice to finally meet you in person,” she had the same faint...

The Sparrows of Thailand

The sparrows of Thailand are like sparrows anywhere: small, gray, and flitting… but surrounded by blue parrots, iguanas, and infinite neon butterflies. They hang around the restaurants and ‘steal’ scraps of food. I remember happily watching one make off with a bit of fresh spinach once. I believe sparrows are only native to the British Isles and spread as a result of imperialism… a term I use neither positively nor negatively but descriptively. The restaurants around Phetchaburi Rajabhat...

Venice in August

Venice in August By Denham Forrest, The Wanderer My thanks go to PapaGus and Deryk for assisting me in preparing this story for posting. Venice in August I’d wandered away from the cathedral entrance, wondering what the hell I was doing there anyway. It was the third day of our holiday, and my two daughters had taken their spouses inside to enjoy the splendour of the old building. And the coolness of the air, I should imagine. I didn’t want to go inside the building myself. I’d seen...

Monsoon

My uncle Roger lived in Thailand with his Thai wife. He sent regular letters describing a very sedate peaceful life in a tropical paradise and sometimes there were pictures of him and his wife Nin. Roger had prematurely white hair and looked older than his 50-odd years. Nin was a short plump Thai lady who always seemed to be smiling. None of the family had actually met Roger in years and no-one had ever met his wife and Roger was beginning to leave heavy hints about how everyone was welcome to...

Vegas Ch 05

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The apology-in-advance email from Ben, when it came, as you and I both knew it would, made its appearance in my in-box just before lunch the next day. Standing me up seemed to be a male line trait in their f****y. I just had a feeling that if it wasn’t going to be Richard letting me down for the dinner date tomorrow night, then it would be Ben coming up with an excuse for why we couldn’t do it. And I hadn’t forgotten that Ben still owed me a proper apology for standing me up in the bar –...

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Just to see what difference it made, Geoff had selected ‘shortest route’ on the hired car SatNav. He soon found out. The ‘Southern Belle’ voice directed him off the Freeway and onto country roads, but he didn’t realise it was going to take him directly to a wonderful sexual experience. It was early afternoon and he was just north of Marshallville in deep Georgian country side, with about one hundred miles to go to Atlanta and the airport hotel he was staying in for his last night in the...

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Mark finds a man. Overboard! London. A meeting with Sir Walter Raleigh. The plan to convince Queen Elizabeth. Bear baiting. Mark meets the Queen. The horrors of smallpox. Problems at the altar. Jayti returns? Warning: Some subject matter and explicit language may offend. Don't read unless you are over 18. Jayti Singh Part 3 By Aardvark Chapter 17: Mark finds James Rana Pratap rose and paced the floor for a few anxious moments. His only objective had been to defend Mewar from...

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