**Jack** Toby wants to go to his ten year reunion, God, I don't know why. It's not like he's friends with anyone anymore. But I'll go with him, he confirmed his invitations a month ago without telling me. I can't believe it, typical of him and he even arranged with his boss for the following day off, so he was thinking in advance. So I guess he really wants...
Peter knew how to do things discreetly. On a warm Sunday afternoon, he took a young woman out to lunch and spent a little time on the beach, all the while giving her the most suitable signals to arouse her spirits. They kissed and took a long walk on the sand, enjoying the vivacious activity among hundreds of beach-goers. And once they finished with their pe...
Chapter eleven Seb I wake up early the next day, stretching like a cat and snuggling under the warmth of the comforter. Despite the hour, Ollie is already up, and he comes in with coffee. "I'm never going to beat you out of bed, am I?" I ask him. "Probably you will. I'm not always this eager to be conscious. Something about you making me feel more awake,...
Robert and Gary, the two dads, got home Sunday evening. Bill and Lee were preparing spaghetti and garlic bread to welcome them when they came into the kitchen. Both dads were sunburned and wearing band tee shirts and shorts. Robert's hair was blown all over his head and Gary was wearing a goofy bucket hat. They still looked totally hot. "How was the trip d...
I took one last look at the antique broach, closed the lid of the velvet box, got up from the desk, slipped the box into the jacket pocket of the clothes I'd laid out on the chair next to my studio couch, and came back to the desk. I'd left the drawer open. I took out the worn stack of postcard-size photographs I kept in the drawer and started shuffling thro...
Friday morning came, and no clue why my schedule was changing. As he left, Chris just ordered me to come straight home after work. I was distracted in the office with worry. Mike was out of sorts, whispering to me that I was a douche. But he didn't get a chance to use me during the day. When the start of the weekend finally came, I got into my car with a hea...
Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) All Rights Reserved © 2020, Rick Heathen This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental...
This is a copyrighted work of fiction by the author Shell C Crosby. All rights reserved. Disparate Mercies Chapter 01 Desperate mercy: I knock on the door in front of me. It's a regular door in a typical apartment. There's nothing to mark it as any different as any other door. Nothing that announces this guy's special and gonna give me what I need. Fuck...
Copyright 2008 by the author. He hadn't wanted to come to this conference, but when he saw the hotel they had booked for the event he started to change his mind. When the bellboy opened the door for him and they walked in the room he had to force himself not to gape. As far as he was concerned it was a palace. There was almost too much space for one person...
When Nate thought back to that night six years ago when he’d ceased to be a brother and a son, he always pictured someone else, a man who existed in another lifetime. The new life he’d worked so hard to carve for himself offered a certain amount of insulation against the pain of his abandonment. Walking into that office and seeing Seth again would rip away a...