ALL CHARACTERS ARE ADULTS. * They raced through the forest, across the fall of dead leaves, grass, and pine needles, the aroma of pine needles filling their nostrils. The black convict ran first, his face burnished with sweat; the other convict, white, cast furtive glances over his shoulder. They wore the wet flannel stripes of convicts. "How far to the...
Judging by the general appearance of such a building I was about to enter, the insides would not have been very pleasant. Not that I had been expecting them to be so in the first place, since for this day alone I would forget who I was, the woman I know to be my own. I was here on a mission, and I couldn't let anything else slip into my mind, and this I knew...
* * * * * Click Here to listen. (48.5 min/mp3) * * * * * Inga drew in a deep breath and then slowly released it again, savoring the fresh, oak- and pine-scented air. This was already proving to be one of the most wonderful forays into the American wilderness that she'd ever had, and she intended to enjoy every subsequent moment of it. She was glad she had...
I awoke to a chorus of songbirds. Sunrise was just getting started behind the ridge at the rear of the hotel. Regatta Bay was still shrouded in darkness; scattered clouds glowed pink and orange in the indigo sky; a sallow near-full moon was sinking in the west. I imbibed the clean, crisp, salty air. I love that lonely, tranquil time when the night's reign is...
This story is an attempt, possibly ill-advised, to mix erotica and mystery. It takes a while to become, hopefully, erotic and is rather long. I hope readers enjoy it. Unless the comments are negative, there will be a subsequent installment to conclude the story. This story is a work of fiction. Real institutions are mentioned, but they are used fictitiously...
"Hell is empty, and all the devils are here." -William Shakespeare, "The Tempest" *** It started the night that members of the church board argued over whether or not to stage a Hell House for Halloween. It was unseasonably hot for mid-September, and the meeting room was small, and having so many bodies in the space made it hotter still. Nobody dared op...
It was Monday afternoon when Arup had driven to work, parked his car and headed to the front door of his office building. As was his usual ritual, he stopped outside for a cigarette. As he had walked up, he had noticed Rasika standing in the window. It reminded him of their unexpectedly wild night together. It had rejuvenated his sense of self-confidence. On...
Chapter 1 "Manners, you've read the script, you know the client has presented us with crap but we need the money. If you wish to continue working for us, go and find people, preferably professional actors to front this production." George Manners scowled, knowing Reggie Childs was talking as if he were the producer supreme of a big outfit supplying movies...
The Swingers Pride Parade Why not? Why not now! By Morris40 My wife and I retired recently. We had worked hard and planned well so we had the means to retire when we were still able to enjoy what we wanted to do whenever we wanted to do it. And yet, we have a lot to lose if our friends and relatives find out about one of our favorite activities. The comp...
"I'll take questions now," the man said, shifting his weight as he stood behind the podium. He looked uncomfortable and pale in the camera lights. The pool of reporters roared with questions. The man at the pointed squinted and pointed at one, "What is causing this?" "We don't know. At this time it would be inappropriate to speculate, as I said in the brie...