Epilogue After the bath, and a hot make-out session, Mac threw some clothes on and made a quick round of the perimeter of the apartment building. There were police stationed in the lobby, at the back entrance and two on the penthouse level. When he returned to the apartment the lights were out and he made my way to the bedroom. Loren had lit the fireplace...
AFTER THE ART FAIR The week started off fairly slow following the art fair. Chante and Marcel had sex a couple of times when they were in the mood. Kim stopped by on Wednesday and the three of them had fun. They knew Felipe was back in school but they had not seen or heard from him. Chante felt that there was something up and it turned out he was right. Fel...
"Do you believe in ghosts?" It was not the sort of question my wife normally asked. I'm the romantic type. She's a numbers person, a bean counter. "I don't know. Why do you ask?" "Well, we're hiking up to a ghost town, aren't we?" "It's not that sort of ghost town" "It was a thriving village once." A voice broke in behind us. One of the guys walking alon...
They were lost, of all the times this was the worst possible time to have lost the car. Desperately running from the crooks or who-ever they were, had diverted them away from where they were parked and now they were wandering around in circles. "I was sure it was this street," Theo pointing to a hairdressers he was certain they had passed before they had th...
Please be over 18! I want to hear what you have to say about my writing so please send me an email. I would like to thank "fma30f" for help with editing. Chapter-1 I am Paul. I'm married to Heather. We met in college and fell in love. We were typical young American couple; after college graduation we married and began our careers. This story took place t...
I'm getting ahead of myself there. Let me introduce our passionate duo first. I am a playful, curious, and down-right horny brunette young adult. I have always considered myself straight, but there is one man whom I have always fantasized about. Simon is a meek blonde, who also could have a fiery temper when provoked. He never really dated anyone, and as thi...
All the time I was standing out on the balcony of Colleen Addison's house fourteen miles south of Athens, in Voula, overlooking Greece's Miroon Sea, and engaging in chit chat with her and the man who was introduced to me merely as Sam from the Economic Section, I kept thinking that I knew him from someplace but couldn't place him. He, on the other hand, seem...
I hope readers will find this story interesting. This is my first attempt and I thought writing about something that actually happened would be a good way to start. I would appreciate any and all comments. *** 1. Standing alone in the rain. That's what I was doing on that miserable late summer morning somewhere in the neighborhood of Lee, Massachusetts; s...
--- Darren For a couple of weeks, Tyler drove us around in my Lamborghini. It made me uncomfortable, and it wasn't only from my anxiety. It was the type of car that you only owned if you were a millionaire. Driving it around was like rubbing it in everyone's faces. We left it parked on the curb at the edge of town for ten minutes, and came back to a group...
There are times and there are people that constitute the pivot-points in life, sudden and dramatic tectonic shifts the course of the rivers of our lives from everything that comes after. I am not unlike you. I'm a queer of a certain age, but I forget that when I am not forced to look in a mirror. When I wake in the night I am the same as I have always been...