INTRODUCTION FROM CH 03 "And that's where the simple truth ends," I told him. "This is where I start to tell you two different versions of what happened on my night out. Are you ready? Do you want me to continue?" He nodded. "Okay," I said taking a very deep breath to control my nerves; knowing that both accounts had to be equally convincing, "This is the...
CHAPTER 1 Walker Smith had the age-old problem that occurs from time to time. The younger sister had spent the night in his bed, the other sister had caught his eye and their mother appeared to be trying to get it off with him. Walker thought it would only require the father to throw his arm around him and call him pal and... The 11:50 train heading east...
“Ok ladies and gentleman, please put your hands together for the beautiful and talented Erika!” the DJ’s voice rang out over the thumping alternative beat as the object of my lust strutted to the stage. Erika’s saucy red curls bounced on her head and on her soft porcelain white shoulders as she walked. The crowd was going ballistic with applause in anticipat...
We endeavor in this ghostly little tale to raise the arousal of a Ghost, but not put the readers out of pleasure with themselves, with each other, with the season, or with us. May it haunt your computer pleasantly, and aid your lays. Read the dickens out of it. --(paraphrased from C.D, 1843) ********************************************* Marla was dead, to...
A two-part story of summer bliss Note: This story does have sex...it just comes near the end. No one under 18 involved. Every January for the past 15 years I have blocked out the fourth weekend of July to participate in a two hundred mile bike ride to raise money for medical research. Starting at one end of the state and ending at the other, thousands of s...
The wind was cool and in their faces as the women churned down the beach road towards the packed stone and sand that made up the half mile path to the ocean. They ran on their own the rest of the week but on Fridays Lis and Carey put in a little over five miles together. They were competitive and each Friday was a test to see who had worked hardest physicall...
If there is a hell, I imagine it's a lot like Mondays. Every week, without respite, this torture visits me and everyone on this bus. The man standing next to me smells like rotten bananas. The woman in front of me is liberating some new form of life from her left nostril, and a child nearly puked on my shoes on the walk here. I might be in a sour mood, but...
Rori stretched on the back patio of their condominium, getting ready for her morning run. She smiled as she loosened up her legs; moving to Florida had been good for a lot of things, but late afternoon exercising in the June heat was not one of them. As the humidity rose she started waking up before the sunrise, something she hated to do, but it was better t...
Chapter 1 Lightly bearded Ted Brough, dressed in a faded red polo shirt draped over the belt-line of near indestructible faded jeans that topped scruffy soft lace-ups, stopped his Jeep Grand Cherokee on the roadside at the edge of town. The aggressive leader and two irate followers dragged a severely beaten guy from the vehicle. Two centuries ago, victim...
Ben had the strangest sensation, like waking up from a dream about waking up from a dream—but he had woke up ten minutes ago. He felt a strange tingling pain at the back of his skull, but after a few moments it subsided. "Are you sure you packed everything?" Vic asked before yawning mightily, closing the driver's side door with a heavy enough slam to shake...