Jacob Evans pushed back his plate and leaned back against his chair as he extended Blue a compliment for the fine meal. It never ceased to amaze him how wonderful a cook his brother was. His talents surpassed their mother's, who had taught Blue when he was younger and unable to work on the farm. Blue invited him over at least once a month for a home cooked m...
Part of the 'Butt Monkey' series of stories by Robert Furlong === On Friday afternoon, after meeting a group of potential clients at their Coventry head office, I thought I'd take a walk into the city centre before the shops closed to see if I could find a new pair of trousers. I'd been wondering what I should wear when I met Debbie for the first time the...
All characters are over 18. ***** "I've never looked out on the Tyrrhenian Sea before. All in all the beaches of Viareggio surpass those we have visited in Venice. Perhaps we should just stay here longer." "I couldn't help but overhear you, sir," a well-dressed young gentleman, complete with white suit, vest, and white bowler hat and shoes called over fro...
Second Edition ©2013 (Original ©2009 Rob Colton) # Chapter 1 I looked at my watch as I stood at the elevator bank with my laptop bag. It was only 6:30 PM. That was pretty good. Lately it seemed I've been working later and later. My name is Mike Andrews. I'm twenty-two years old and this is my first job out of college. I'm a corporate app developer for on...
When I was around eighteen years old I worked for a newsagent, sorting and delivering papers. One day, as I got back a bit later than usual. I went round to the back and picked up my bike. I noticed a newly arrived stock of porno magazines, and to my surprise, there were some gay ones. I was Curious, and not sure what I liked at this point. Girls were fun, b...
I was visiting Ayr some years ago and had arrived, mid afternoon, at the Swallow hotel by a square off the High Street. After a wash to freshen me up I went out to explore the shopping area. I remembered that there was a good kilt shop called Scott and Yankee in the Sandgate but when I got there it had closed and was now a restaurant. I had a look at the sea...
Robert paced even as he drank his coffee, he could not sit still, I knew I would not see much of him today, he would be fussing over the bike all day. Finally at eight thirty we headed over to the bike shop, we would have to wait but Robert could not hold back, he had to get there. When the doors opened Robert was out of the car and in the shop in seconds,...
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...
I worked in The Hague; after Luca returned to Italy to work in his father's factory in Milano, Sundays were quite. This Sunday, for a change, I took a 30 minute train ride into Amsterdam. After arriving at Centraal station I walked in the general direction of Dam Square, where I was propositioned. By being asked how much; ok it was a hot day, I was wearing...
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