Note from Slickman: One of the first and most liked stories I've written was "Where's Waldo" A few readers have asked me to go back and write a story about how the "Where's Waldo" club started. Here goes. Please be aware there are sexual acts depicted between men and women, women and women, oral, anal, multiple partners and even an incest act at the end. All...
Chapter 5 – Something's Brewing Although Nancy stopped work at the end of the following week because of her VERY pregnant situation, she continued to monitor the storms in the Atlantic and Gulf, and talk to Dave about the utility's resource deployments during hurricane season. She watched hurricane Jerrod come ashore in Texas, but it was rapidly deteriorati...
Chapter 26 -- 'Frequent, Intense, and Wonderful' The bold-faced newspaper headline in section two the Tampa Times Sunday Edition read: "Frequent, Intense, and Wonderful" The article delicately described the discerned lifestyle of the men and women in the Circle and their polyamorous relationships. After describing the lifestyle, including heavy allusion...
Chapter 6 The crowd was insane. It wasn't unusual considering this was one of the biggest music festivals of the country, where thousands of people gathered to watch the most popular DJs belting out popular tracks. Tonight, it was DJ Matt making the crowd go crazy. It was September already, and that was possibly Matt's last big show that year. Luciana ha...
Chapter 26 -- Adulting. Merry Noel Heather, Alice, Scarlett, Athena, and Dave stood just inside the large room. The room was a hodgepodge of decorating styles. A few band posters hung on the walls, along with some notable pieces of original art. A large king-size bed backed up to one wall. Two separate desks were in the room a few feet apart, each with a la...
--Day 1-- Rob Walsh pounded on his steering wheel in frustration. It was already 6 p.m. and he had told Katy he was going to be home by six. The damned traffic on Highway 53 was backed up a mile from I35, and there was no exit he could take that was going to help get him home any quicker. It looked like there was still some construction going on at the junc...
Author's Note: This story is an original work of fiction. All characters appearing herein are at least eighteen, if not expressly stated. Future stories starring some or all of these characters might also be forthcoming based upon response and demand. Certain characters featured herein may also be found in other works by the authors. Feedback is desired and...
Erin Kemp worked for me. Quite a few years back, when I was in my 20s, I somehow ended up managing Hector's, this college bar in the small, Midwestern city where I had been going to school, and Erin was the first employee that I hired to work in the place. If you had ever seen her, you would have understood why I picked her before anyone else, though, truth...
I try to post something around the Fourth, to honor those who've served. Please let the length of this little tale be a testament to the respect that I have for all of you. This is a military Pilgrim's Progress, set in World War Two. It takes our hero on the fraught journey from youthful naïveté to adult capability via virtues that everybody in the military...
*** Kennedy *** Kennedy's hand brushed against Abigail's as they walked side by side down the wide corridor. Feeling guilty, she forced her thoughts back to the moment. Skylar had told them that a signal from the plane's transponder popped up on a receiver, but only for a moment. Surely that meant someone was still out there to rescue. She refused to think...