Alexander Caine, heir apparent of one of the wealthiest interstellar mining-conglomerate families in the entire solar system, was trying and failing to get into the swing of things. He was knee deep in tanned, oiled-up harem girls, but a nagging at the back of his mind refused to allow him to let go and fully enjoy the latest elaborate role-playing screw-p...
Once out of the bar we were probably safe from immediate trouble. I didn’t figure that the bartender was going to call the cops on us. Half the stuff that went on in that joint was illegal so he wasn’t going to want to call attention to his establishment by bringing the authorities in. It wasn’t one of the paying customers that had been injured. It was only...
- Part I Eileen Lindholm was too smart not to know she had stumbled upon the ultimate rookie and I wondered, why the interest? It left me thinking that even in prostitution, there was a special place reserved for the uninitiated, for the candidate who had never donned the hooker's habit. Since I knew nothing about the business of sex for pay, it was the onl...
Chapter 34 Over the next few months the crater settled into a routine. Through they're new found friendship with the Maasi, the Gurkhas were able to barter for goats, and soon had a herd of twenty... goat milk and flesh being a favourite of the Gurkha diet. Susan along with Martin and Jill visited the Maasi to tend to the sick and to check their cattle....
"The fundamental problem with all men is that they are fucking idiots." Staff Sergeant Cooley said bluntly before taking a sip of her coffee. "What compounds the problem is that some of them are so fucking indispensable - I mean we simply could not do the things we do here without them. You must have seen this in your unit before; if you want something carri...
The day had started like any other Friday at work. But then around 11:00 he received a phone call from the redhead. She asked him if he would be interested in going to a party that evening. When he said that he was, she told him not to be late. She refused to give him any details about who was throwing the party or where it was being held. She told him that...
"Do you see what I see in these photos?" "Let's see. No, I don't . . . but yes, yes, now I think I do. This looks like a rifle firing range and that area over there looks like a personnel obstacle course." "Yep, afraid that's what I see too." I was standing and leaning over Roger Allard's desk in the station. He had a bunch of blown-up photographs strewn...
Marine had been invited to a cocktail at her friend Kira's house in the East of France. Kira was offering it to celebrate her return from her last travel to India. Their hostess had invited all her friends, men and women. She had prepared gifts for everyone. Marine had been given a saree. She was wondering how to wear it. Kira could have offered her a manual...
Ron's phone went off just as he had turned the light off beside the bed. He was staying in a spare room at the house with the chaps. He was taking them to Fulham in the morning. It was Katie on the phone. Ron was very tired. He didn't want to go out now but knew he probably would if she asked him to. He thought of the money. 'Hi,' said Katie. 'How did Vi...
"Good afternoon, mademoiselle," Cyrus Dorvil said, politely addressing the young South Asian woman seated at the front desk of the Saint Paul University library. The young woman nodded, and not for the first time, Cyrus was struck by the sheer beauty of ladies from that part of the world. Too bad most them don't like us brothers, Cyrus thought, sighing deepl...