Angel Saviter walked out of his home of two years heading out to find a job. Angel is 22, about 5' 11" with black hair and coffee brown eyes. He was recently fired from his last job at Olive Garden because he would often get their late due to his lack of transportation. He was lucky that he didn't have to worry about paying rent because his Dad was always t...
Back in July of 1994, I moved into an apartment in the Robinwood Complex. Robinwood used to really be a nice place to live - At least it did when I was delivering pizzas ten years ago. The woodsy area at one time attracted people with well paying jobs and few kids. In the last few years, more and more college aged kids started living there and the place beca...
I retired from the Air Force and was bumming around Montana and getting bored. The jobs in the area were not much to brag about either. One day I was reading an article in the paper about how the economy was read hot in Colorado at the time and jobs in the city area were paying big money and they couldn't get enough people. This resulted in the ski areas, wi...
A deputy escorted Seth to the main interrogation room of the Reed County Sheriff’s Department. He was still wiping the ink off his fingertips when Bran came into the room and sat down at the table across from him. “You mind telling me why I was brought in here like some kind of criminal and fingerprinted? Next you’ll be reading me my rights and taking mug s...
Almost four days had passed since he had accepted Mr Crowe's job offer, but for Joshua time had flown. Keen to ignore the excitement growing in his gut, he had busied himself ever since he'd left Pleasure Manor with preparing for the move. He had handed in notice on the tiny apartment he'd been renting the very next morning, and Harry had offered to pay for...
This is a fantasy story set in a fictitious land and in a time of medieval sorcery. All characters depicted are 18+. Although this story is in a time where safe sex is not heard of I would always recommend the practise of safe sex. CHAPTER 4 -- The hunt is on Abloo wakes up rubbing his head. 'Ow what the fuck hit me?' he thinks. He looks around the shac...
WARNING: This story takes place in the '80s. It contains elements of prostitution, recreational drug use, violence, both consensual and non, and a flagrant disregard for safer sex practices. If any of those things are going to offend you, you might consider skipping this one. 500 Miles was posted in three long parts. Rain Falls is posted in seven short ch...
Chapter One: New Year's Eve 1989 There were four of them on the bed in the second-floor master bedroom of the Baccarat Hotel and Residence Condo building on Manhattan's West 53rd Street, conveniently located near the Broadway theater district. The caterers were downstairs in the living area doing last-minute preparations for Ted Sullivan's early-evening buf...
My name is Charles, I am now a forty something and still don't know what I am, straight, gay, bisexual or what. This is the story of my wilderness years. It all started when I was at university, as a mature student, where I was studying mechanical engineering. I had just started university in Manchester which my company sponsored me for. This was the end o...
Douglas Carver looked up from his desk as Dillon came barreling into the oak-paneled office first thing the next morning. His father looked almost frightened by the sheer rage coursing through Dillon’s veins, but Dillon could have cared less. It was time he and his dad had a little chat. It didn’t take Doug long to recover from his initial surprise. “Good m...