Chapter 11 -- The Producer The informal meeting took place in Dave's spacious living room. Those in attendance consisted of Dave's ten wives, Dave, several other Circle members, and two of the producers of the reality TV series to which Dave and others in the Circle had agreed. Al Berker with Spring Garden Productions took the lead. First off, I want to th...
Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** This Book was written with a new reader in mind to the Loosening Up series. As events unfold there are references to place characters and events in the past well enough to follow the story. I thank my dedicated fans for their tolerance to past references. This Book starts with ab...
My dreams are always surreal, but very rarely involve sex of any kind. So, when the image that inspired this story cropped up for a few seconds one night, it stood out in later recollection. I decided that it just might be worth fleshing out... so to speak. ... As he carried in his carry-out dinner, he immediately noticed the glow coming into the darkened...
Chapter 1: A Friendship is established My name is Andrew Johnson. I grew up in South Philadelphia the oldest of two children. My father was a postal driver and my mother a stay at home mom. My story starts in my twelfth year when we moved into our first house. Like most of the homes in that part of town, that house was a small "row house" located in a ver...
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"Kyle, I gotta tell you, I don't understand why you're doing this." "Sir, I joined the Army to be part of something greater than myself." "Um...you're in the Army, Sergeant Roberts," the lieutenant colonel said. "Yes, sir. I am. But I...play a saxophone." "A job you had to audition for. One you earned because you're that good. And after all that you want...
The blind shall lead the halt. No, wait... I GREW UP IN half a dozen rundown trailer parks around Shiner and Sweet Home, Texas. My folks were killed by a drunk driver when I was nine; unfortunately, the drunk driver was my father. Their estate consisted of a maxed-out MasterCard and a drawerful of unpaid bills, later joined by vaguely threatening letters fr...
Winter is here...and Holly is coming. Hopefully, you will, too. Enjoy! SSW --- I was never one to deal with frustration very well. I buried my emotions...or ran from them. That's how I'd met Chris. I'd been running from the consistent annoyance of my roommate being gaga in love at our shared apartment. Little had I known what had awaited me at the mall....
Note: All persons used in this novel are fictitious. Although the areas used in this novel are real, the streets, buildings, roadways, recreational areas, and other points of interest used to make this interesting reading for you, are neither at the exact heights, or in the location described. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity,...
Many afternoons Paul Cantor stood at his office window in the English Department and looked down at the campus below watching the students walking to their classes, some riding bicycles, others romantically holding hands, some sitting on the benches or along the wall of the large circular fountain sending splashing rainbows of water into the air. This day, h...