Jones hated Mondays, and he especially hated to work on Mondays. This in and of itself was not unusual; most people dislike, or even hate, Mondays. Monday, to most people, is the worst day of the week. But for Jones, his job meant that he dealt with most people on the worst day of their lives, and this was difficult enough without having to deal with the fac...
Reality came in the form of flashing lights in Carl's rear view mirror. He had no idea at all why he was being stopped, the speedometer was on a steady 60 miles per hour. The policeman turned his big machine at a slight angle to ward off any errant oncoming traffic, then came to his window. "Driver's license please, sir." Carl handed it to him, along with...
"Where the fuck are you?" The voice on the other end of the phone was screaming at me. "You were supposed to be here twenty minutes ago, I have important clients with me, and they're waiting to have dinner, and you aren't here. Get your arse into gear and get over here, NOW!" I tried to be calm but it wasn't easy in the face of this barrage of abuse. "I hav...
(I do enjoy it when Bridget drops by and spends the evening relating more of her experiences to me. This time she concentrated on tales of her times passing through Paris. If you have never met my little Irish vampiress before you can find my changes to the vampire mythos pretty well explained by her in the first chapter of "Bridget's Nights". Thank you Mari...
"Bathroom... I'll be there in a few minutes", I whispered after catching my breath. I felt her hand let go of my cock as she entirely obeyed--getting out of bed quietly, as not to disturb the other people sleeping in the room. I watched, through the nearly pitch black room, her shapely figure move off and around the corner--the light never even clicking on a...
This story picks up a few months after Alyson's Second Anal Experience... Cameron and Alyson were on their way to the airport to pick up Emilia as she was returning from a business trip. The outside temps shivered their bones and the sky was several shades of gray layered from the darkest to the lightest. A snowstorm that was projected to shut down the city...
From a distance, it appeared as if the carriage was going to plummet over the edge of a steep rise. There was no sign of it slowing as it approached a tight bend. The driver glanced behind him and snapped at the reins, shouting a command that sent the two lead horses into a smooth turn. It was a risky move that made the two outer wheels of the carriage lose...
This year, the annual wine tasting event was changed. The event always took place in a very nice upscale hotel in downtown Detroit. The event raises money for the hungry of the Detroit area. The organizers decided to move the event to the warehouse for the Gleaners community food bank. This is a warehouse located in one of the rougher areas of Detroit known...
"Are you sure it's a good idea?" Lina asked, solemnly smoking a cigarette. "Why not, love?" Pericles shrugged, his gaze wandering to the small kitchen window looking at the inner courtyard (and consequently at various neighbors' hanging laundry). "I don't know," she sighed resignedly. "It just feels..." "Look, Takis and Dimitra already did it. That's wher...
Sometime when you're looking for love it's right under your nose. Thank you Brian and Robert for your helpful suggestions. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, merchandise, companies, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, liv...