Right off the top, I'll make quite clear that I'm not a dog person. I'm a cat person. You don't have to walk them and they can be on their own for a weekend without chewing up the new sofa. But my wife thought we needed a dog—because we lived in a "ripe for ripping the rich folk off" golf club community, she said. But I know it was really because Libby next...
I remember talking to a mate at work about how much I missed my old playing days in football and longed for that team camaraderie, getting together after for drinks. I really missed it. He told me that he recently joined a new club and that if I wanted to come check it out, I was welcome to come. I asked what it was called and he said it was the Greek Societ...
He caught my eye as soon as he entered the classroom. Most of the other students were women and seemed to be comfortable with each other and their dogs. It was a night-class dog grooming class. He—his name turned out to be Cal—stuck out like a sore thumb. For one thing he was somewhat of a bruiser. He was good looking enough—in fact very good looking in a bo...
About a month ago I started working at the animal shelter with my manager, Faye, and her husband Isaac. First off, I love the job. I honestly love working, as bizarre as that sounds. I've never had to work for shit in my entire life—even my drugs were paid for by Mommy dearest without her even realizing it. Although she tries to be involved by wiring money t...
"I have something for you." Christian looked at Alexander and his expression showed the love that he had for the boy. He was so happy, his eyes glowed with excitement as he took Alexander's hand and lead him out of the bathing room and into the main parlor. The room was empty save for the two of them, and Christian quickly closed the doors, then led Alexand...
It's not that Sean didn't see and understand the effect he had on other men; it's just that since he entered his dreamworld with jacko242, he didn't really give a shit. And it wasn't as if he hadn't been a player before he had succumbed to his new world. His boss in the architectural firm had known Sean would put out—and he certainly had no inkling why Sean...
The next week or so was really nice. Terry was even more affectionate than ever, constantly finding excuses to grab me into a hug, mess up my hair or slap my ass. Of course he was right about Will, who came over twice to lift weights but remembered shorts this time and made no move to start anything sexual. Terry was naked as usual, but respected whatever u...
The struggle had been uneven from the start. Although priding myself on my gym-honed fitness, my basic strength was just no match for his mature powerful physique. No matter how many times I tried to escape from the giant double bed he would just catch hold of me and haul me back again. In the end I could only conclude he was playing with me. He could overpo...
Chapter Three -- Whatever Cory Wants Dusk stole over the roofs and treetops. The stark tree branches etched into the shades of pink and orange that broke over the horizon, painting the clouds before bleeding back into the dark. Sounds of life rose despite the chill in the air—the rustle and call of winter birds, the foraging and chittering of squirrels—all...
Dinner was an unqualified success. Marshall prided himself on his ability to grill any piece of meat to perfection. So rare, it practically mooed, just the way they liked it. But then he'd had a great teacher, hadn't he? Everything he knew, he'd learned from Lee. Afterward, Marshall cleaned the kitchen, rinsed the dishes and set them into the dishwasher,...