Without further ado, I present the concluding chapter of Heather Franklin's biggest case to date. I would like to take this moment to thank all of you who take the time to vote and comment on my stories. As a hobbyist writer, your comments and feedback are all the returns I get for the time I invest in writing. An extra special vote of thanks to my editor,...
Darkness is the way of the day, the ambience is sinister and the mystery adds to the flare. A 15,000 square foot home is the setting. I walk in with nothing but my costume and keys. The keys are to my car which is securely parked in the locked garage and my personal room for the night. I am staying in a theatre room equipped with surveillance cameras and com...
Once I arrived in Mexico, I was asked to stay on the plane by one of the flight attendants. I sat in my seat until the whole plane cleared out, from there a gentleman in a black suit boarded the plane and said the key words only I would know, "Captain America awaits for you in his car." My biological father was known as Captain America because of his striki...
Part 1 I walk in the door at Boyrdon Pharmaceuticals, leaving behind the slightly chilly outside spring air and traverse the huge lobby in direction of the check gates to the office area. I feel good and refreshed, squeaky clean, well made-up and elegantly dressed as I walk along, collecting a few short, hidden glimpses from a couple of delivery guys over a...
Last year, I attended my cousin Stephanie's wedding and the entire family turned out to celebrate the occasion. A solo attendee, I wanted to bring Lenka; in fact she was more than eager to go with me... I thought my father's relatives were stuffy and dry, especially the older matrons. I was comfortable with my sexuality but would they be accepting? Usuall...
Authors note: This story is set against the backdrop of World War II. It was a pleasure to research and write, but the background is rather dark. In striving for realism and factual depictions I tried to bring home to the reader some of the harsh realities of war, as such this story may not be enjoyable for many readers and is a little longer than many. I fe...
One It was the usual Wednesday evening routine -- straight off the train and into the Duke of Wellington. Known locally as 'The Welly', it was the nearest pub to the station and I had become an expert in beating the rush as every thirsty commuter seemed to make a beeline there on the way home. A mixture of knowing which carriage to use and fast walking mea...
Author's Note: First off, I'd like to sincerely thank everyone who has read, voted, favorited and commented on my stories. It is very much appreciated! In terms of this submission, I had a blast writing and getting to know the characters of Jules and Leah and seeing where their story took me...and from the feedback, I'm glad y'all seemed to enjoy the ride as...
If you've read my story 'Love Hurts' you may remember a minor character called Irene. She was one of the door staff at Guys & Dolls, a nightclub for lesbians and gay men. Irene was the diminutive bouncer whose permanent scowl made even hard men run for cover. 'Smile' is a tale that thrusts Irene into a starring role. It's a love story—there is some sex...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * Britney loved the Harley-Davidson Electra-glide; loved kicking it into life, feeling the powerful motor rumble to life, loved feeling the motor vibrate between her legs. She loved taking the motorcycle down to the pockmarked Highway 171; each bump and...