"A Round for everyone on me. It's a healthy boy. Touch and go, but both are doing fine." The young man at the pub bar in Little Stoke, a pocket village northwest of Exeter, Devon, raised his glass of ale and everyone cheered him—or the declaration of the free refill. A few came over and pounded the not-much-more-than-a lad on the back, congratulating him on...
"Sorry about that. I didn't realize it had been on. I'll turn it off." I reached into my tux jacket pocket and dragged out my cell phone. The Belgian diplomat sitting across the cocktail table from me in the Bourbon Steak Lounge bar of the Four Seasons Georgetown Hotel lifted his hands in a "no problem" shrug and gave me a pleasant smile. We had stopped he...
Hi. I'm Dave and this is my story. Let me tell you a little about myself. I am six foot even, 155 pounds with shortish blonde hair, and blue eyes. I am thin, but with strong legs and ass. I have light body hair, a fair complexion, but I can hold a tan. I think I've got a nice body; I'd fuck me if I had the chance. I am twenty-four years old, two years out o...
The hum of the machines wasn't what Martice wanted to hear right now but it was a sign that he was getting something done around here. He had walked into the Print & Document Service Department of Max Office Superstore to find mounds of work waiting for him, you'd think by now he was use to it, but like all the other things you'd think he would be use to by...
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'm becoming less busy now, and I am determined to finish this story too! Hope you guys enjoy these additions of the story, this one's longer. Don't forget to vote! Thanks! ***** Chapter 1.10 Kenneth "Nice." Damon flattered, fixing the position of the black tactical suit that I was wearing. The whole outfit felt new to me, but this was how I always wear...
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...
It was beaut having Uncle Rob's mate Guy over for the evening. He's always up for a laugh and it's great how his no-nonsense way of speaking and brash sense of humour are so at odds with the airs and graces Uncle Rob puts on. It was especially great, though, because I knew there was a lot more on the cards than just a fun night with my uncle, Guy and my cou...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Blaze Huggins locked his suit and gym bag into the trunk of his immaculately restored 1970 Monte Carlo. Fully loaded, the four speed coupe would have cost just a shade over five thousand dollars in 1970. Just the other day, he'd had a sixty three year o...
As Mark rang the bell at the back of the hotel, he smiled, knowing he had at last done something for his mother. Life had been hard since his father had left many years before and his mother had struggled heroically to bring up Mark and his younger sister Kelly in their small apartment, but at last he could repay a little of the effort she had put it. Sinc...