I have worked on this story for several days now. I offer it for your enjoyment but it is not free. If you read it I want a vote, that is not too much to ask. BTW this story is based on true events that happened where the story is set. enjoy, Mikey * Mick watched the slave, remembering the unique feelings of being naked, hooded and bound in public. He imag...
I was strolling through the mall on my lunch hour one wintry Friday, happy to escape the office for sixty minutes of girl-watching, even on a blustery, chilly day. My only lament was my choice of snack, as I glumly picked some crusty dough from the corner of my gums. Why was it virtually impossible to find a good soft pretzel in Northern Virginia, or anywh...
My grandmother, Barbara Benson was born in the late 1890s. By the time the depression came along, she had been married and divorces twice. She had two kids, a boy and a girl, but neither plays a part in my story. They were already out on their own. Betty Carson and Beatrice Swanson, on the other hand play a major role as they made up the "gang" that followed...
The rain splattered hard against the window glass. Jason tugged at the ropes leading to the blinds and let it fall away, dropping the slats down to block out the miserable weather. The thought of being stuck inside the administration office building, playing watchdog held no appeal. At least the weather was crappy and he wouldn't be missing any golfing oppor...
Ashley Winters -- 21, blond, and fit - walks out of a big box office supply store clutching the paper bag that contains a completed school project for one of her last classes before her graduation from Seaside Community College. As she's about to step foot into the parking lot she sees a familiar face walking towards the dollar store next-door. Ashley yells...
Marsha Wilcox was sitting at home, watching the nothing that was on TV when she remembered that she had had a question for her son. He told her he would be over at the Allan house, but she didn't want to call over and disturb the Doctor and his family, so she tried his cell phone. "Shit," she said quietly, hearing the ring tone sound off from his bedroom. "...
This is a continuation of the story that began with Amnesty Program. ---- The email from Professor Denton was waiting for Jason when he woke up the next morning. Jason, Your report from last night was very complete and Professor Suarez and I are pleased with the results. We realize now that we should have let you know that the kinds of exercises we are a...
Ted was sitting at the kitchen table having a cup of coffee when Gwen came through the door. "Sweetheart! I'm so sorry you had to experience such tragedy yesterday. But, I'm extremely proud of the way you handled the situation. I would've come to the hospital with Paula and Lisa, but Kate was here with some of her friends. They were all pretty shook up and y...
Again, my thanks to ErikThread for his insightful and helpful editing. * Chapter 18: Brent Gordon was by nature an optimist. He believed that somehow, someway, Jeanette would beat back the cancer, and they could resume their normal lives. But what was normal any more? Radiation therapy once a month, and chemotherapy if no progress were made after that? Wa...
I wasn't sure were to put this story but decided on loving wives even though there is no cheating wife in this story. Sexual content is very limited as this is more of mystery/adventure story. I would like to thank Papagus for proof reading this story and correcting my many errors and typos. Prolog Detectives Olson and Barron were talking in the hallw...