After I wrote the original story, I received some comments and several emails that asked or suggested that I continue the adventures of Tyler Rawlings, his younger brother John and John's wife Molly. I just reread my tale and have decided that maybe those characters haven't completed their story. Because of the suggestions and because I wanted to write ano...
Authors note: This story is not stand alone. To understand where it is coming from you need to read Dickie Gets Even. There is some sex, but it is not really a stroke story, but a tale of revenge. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ I sat in a chair across the room and watched the man tied to the chair shake his head to clear out the cobwebs. I ju...
My name is Morgan Jones. I'm forty five years old, or at least I was, at the start of all this. Now, I'm not so sure anymore. I am not sure about a lot of things. Let's start from the beginning, if you please. I was born and raised in the City of Atlanta, Georgia. I lived there with my wife Jenny and our son Duane. At least, I did until the Nightmare began....
I love to watch people, I love noticing people when they don't know I'm watching them. I notice little characteristics. I was traveling this last week, and was in several different airports in the course of flying to and from my destination. I think people strike up conversations at airports because they have the anonymity of you'll never see this person aga...
Tuesday 2nd 11:10pm Last couple of days have flown by—I have been up to my eyes in course work. Mr Thompson seems to have it in for me as he keeps picking on me in lectures. I think he likes it when I blush. This afternoon he called me back after the lecture and told me to come to his office tomorrow morning at 9am. I asked why, but he just said something...
Ch. II: The Streets of Sin City Frankie Mancuso was director of security for the establishment where Dr. Masterson had been found murdered in room 33-B. He knew better than to immediately notify the police. The maid who first discovered the body was sent off with an escort and a substantial amount of cash to visit her family in Mexico City. The first perso...
A very nervous Stacey Dixon was ushered into a sumptuous office by an attractive secretary with long straight blonde hair who had on a tight pink sweater and very snug white mini-skirt. "Boy!" he thought as he watched the attractive blonde walk ahead of him, "I wouldn't mind it if she came on to me!" "Miss Arlington will be with you in a minute," the blonde...
The ride started out well, I had left the house with everything I owned shrunken and in a cat litter bucket. It was bungeed into the bed of my new F-350, this truck was decked out. Four wheel drive, dual tires all the way around, four doors, custom add-ons, topper, the motor was a four sixty build to the max. an all-aluminum block and heads, full racing cams...
Hank could not believe how boring a History conference in Washington, DC could be. History was his life's passion but it no longer was. Sure he was excited to be part of an elite panel that was discussing the American Civil War and its effects both here and abroad. The fact that it was going to be televised was something he liked. At least it couldn't hurt t...
Chapter 02: Orla's Accident Jamal took a shower and got dressed. He felt like a real stud, fucking married white sluts was a fantasy that was pretty popular in his neighborhood. He'd never really thought about it himself. The fucking "Head Nurse"! Yeah, she gave sweeeet head. A bit dazed, he was walking to French class, where he was meant to be right after...