An extract from The Police Gazette of Wednesday, November 6, 1844: Stolen, from the Person of Samuel Theobald, on the night of the 28th instant [an error -- must have been the 28th ultimo], at Needham Market Fair, a silver Watch, maker's name 'Josiah, alias Joseph Gregsby, London, No. 19757,' with a round circle on the back, the size of a shilling, with ini...
You might want to read Ch 01 first - and please send feedback! Twenty minutes later, Danielle was washed and changed and driving to the county jail. She'd made Jack wait at home while she went to find out what had happened to Billy. They were both good boys who had just finished university and she couldn't think why he'd been arrested. She'd changed into a...
Great. Just great. What a lovely situation to be in. The tranquil brown and greens of the hotel hallway contrast with your inner stress and desire to not get arrested for public indecency. You pound on the door, then realize that's a bad idea - don't want to draw any more attention to yourself than you have to. You sigh and reflect on how you got into this m...
Well you did it didn't you. You had to go and do that stupid shit and get arrested. You shouldn't known that asshole on your crew was a rat. He always acted strange. Then the bank job went wrong and your own your way to jail for life cause you shot a cop. You should count yourself lucky you didn't get the death penalty. Although you don't know how long you'l...
Stacey's wedding day was spectacular. There was a lot of last-minute running around to sort out the final details but in the end, it was one of the most amazing events I'd ever been to in my whole life. She and Alan had managed to book a beautiful wine farm just outside the city as their venue. They'd had to pay a ridiculous amount for it but when I got th...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
Chapter 8 -- "Socrates' Mistresses" Maria Elena woke up early and set up the kitchen so Cecilia could prepare breakfast. Cecilia entered the kitchen with a rather concerned look on her face, partly because Pedro was still in bed sick, and partly because correctly suspected that she had interrupted something between her housemate and Victor. As usual, the...
Danielle found herself unceremoniously layered in Indian styled women's clothing and bundled into the back of a waiting car driven by a young man who didn't look at either her or her two companions. After thirty minutes of driving through winding back streets and alleys, the car pulled up outside a line of ramshackle houses. Not a word had been spoken duri...
My wife Linda and I have known each other most of our lives. We grew up in the same small town living less than a quarter of a mile from each other. We went to the same schools together starting with kindergarten. In most stories of this type I would be telling you how she humiliated me at the Prom or how I saved her chastity at a wild party. Unfortunately...
This story is an idealized work of fiction. The setting, even though inspired by history, is by no means reflecting events of the past with historical accuracy. Essentially it is a love story that has been close to my heart for a long time now. Feedback is welcome. :o) *** Chapter 1 - Shattered Dreams "Through a millennium we have prevailed upon this land...