Roxy (Roxanne) Reeves had prominent breasts and a great butt. Guys would look at the curvature of her backside and they would think of only one thing. Females would look at it and only think of one thing too, and that was oh to have an ass that looked like that. Everyone in the general office of Baxley Walton LLP, Attorneys at Law, had some kind of definit...
(Author's notes: This is a work of fiction. In this fantasy, nobody is worried about STDs. In real life, all non-monogamous sex should be practiced using accepted safe-sex precautions. Special thanks to Jashet Hon and Candace. Their observations and suggestions made this a better story. All persons involved in sexual activity are at least 18 years old.)...
As always, thanks again for the support. Everyone from the people who vote and comment to the people who support me more broadly has been terrific. I hope you enjoy this chapter. Thanks especially to JB who's been volunteer editing the last few chapters. And without any further ado, enjoy the next chapter. --- Chapter 23 I woke up the next morning feelin...
Chapter 2. "Origins" ---------------------------------- Here's a helpful hint for this novel to help avoid any confusion: Each chapter takes place in a different time and place than the one before it. Chapter 1 was set in November 2018 whereas chapter 2 -- this one - takes place eight years prior in June 2010. So, this chapter is a "flashback" and explor...
Copyright Oggbashan February 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. +++ In the late 1940s very few British people could own or run...
I saw the text and picked up my phone immediately. "You there?" was the message from my friend Mark. He had been in the hospital with the new strain of COVID for weeks since contracting it on a business trip and was recently deteriorating rapidly. After experiencing my wife's death from the virus only weeks before, when she was infected while visiting her s...
This series is based on a bit of a mash-up of characters from two prior stories I have posted, 'Thursday Afternoon on the Ranch,' and the series, 'A Week in Boise.' It's not strictly necessary that you have read them, but it might be helpful. I've tried to describe the remote Southeastern quarter of Oregon that this story is set in with reasonable accuracy,...
My journey begins as some do, with an accident. My mother had taken a nasty fall at her home. It had flooded due to a busted pipe and slipped while cleaning it up. I was living in another town a few hours away when I got a call about what happened, in which I dropped everything and drove expecting the worse. I was an only child and my father had split when I...
Troy woke up with the mother of all headaches. He felt awful. Looking around he tried to work out where he was. His memory flipped through options, rejecting each in turn. The room was totally unfamiliar, it was large, pretty scruffy with no window; so he had no inkling of if it was day or night. Troy looked at his left wrist, but he seemed to have lost his...
Chapter 1 "Ms. Shawcross will see you now," said the willowy blonde secretary, motioning them to follow her. Charles Emerson noticed that she had a pronounced seesaw to her hips as she undulated down the corridor to the conference room they had requested. "You know this is not going to be pleasant," warned Don Carcharo, Emerson's lawyer. "I don't expec...