NOTE -- I've written several stories and have received many generous comments; also many kind letters. I want to thank each of my loyal readers and welcome newcomers. My only reason for writing stories is to bring enjoyment to the reader. It gives me great pleasure to think of you masturbating to them. * My maternal grandfather died at the ripe old age of...
I had two weeks of vacation and planned to enjoy my time off with a canoe trip through Minnesota's Boundary Waters. My girlfriend couldn't get away from work, so I was on my own. I loaded the truck with my fishing gear, tied the canoe on top and left Portland late Sunday night. By Monday afternoon, I was flying down State Highway 20 in the middle-of-fucking-...
Just before the U.K. trip the summer after high school, I learned that Dean was going to be my roommate. I was a little nervous-- I didn't know him very well, and no one else at school did either, from what I gathered. Since he was the drum major for the marching band, though, everyone knew who he was and what he looked like-- he was slim and athletic-lookin...
He kept going on about how hard-up he was. How he hadn't had his cock up an arse for however long it was and how his balls were so blue that a fart would get him off. Me and Biggsy kept laughing at how desperate he was acting but I kind of felt sorry for him in a stupid sort of way. Smithy's the only bender we know in our dead-end little town, and it can't...
Chapter 11: Troubled Waters Monday morning when Emily and I headed out the door Rob was in the driveway. Getting out of his truck he grabbed his backpack and helped me down the porch. "I'm going to drive y'all in your Jeep until you're better Bobby." I handed him my keys as he guided me to the passenger seat which he slid up so Emily could hop in the back...
Chapter Thirty-three Martin the tutor The new Martinmas term saw Martin begin his undergraduate teaching. He had had a brief induction of three days just before term began, which consisted mainly of him learning the fixed etiquette of the Camford tutorial and being warned of the dangers facing tutors who developed close relationships with their students. H...
After Richard left the bar I went back to work. It wasn't easy. I was trembling with fear and resentment; my mind consumed with figuring out my options. It was clear to me that I'd been set up; the wine, the grass, and of course, the mirrors. The mirrors had to be two-way glass with cameras behind them. I remembered kneeling before a mirror, staring at mysel...
I never dreamed I'd experience sex with my own father. Never. But it happened when I was twenty-two and he was forty-seven. My parents were on vacation in Montana when they were involved in an automobile accident on the Interstate. A car in the lane opposite theirs sideswiped another car causing the two cars to spin and turn over. An eighteen wheeler transfe...
Author's note: This is the penultimate chapter. Thanks so much for everyone who read, commented, and emailed. When Love Takes Over Chapter 9 ***** It took me a long time to sleep that night. I've never been a great sleeper; don't get me wrong, I love sleeping, it's just that I've been prone to insomnia since I was a child. In fact, I remember lying in b...
Anything to save her from him Life was good. As police chief of the sweetest little town in the country--we used to say Quiquonia had so many "Qu's" in its spelling because it was the quietest little town in the state--I was in charge of a real-world Mayberry. I was the Andy Griffith--Chief of the Quiquonia PD. The only crime in town was the occasional par...