Note: This is a work of FICTION! Although the areas this story takes place in are real; all of the landscapes depicted, the people described, and everything else this story uses to make it enjoyable reading for you are NOT REAL. As you read this story, try to remember: THIS IS A NOVEL! 92. Let's Make A Deal! No sooner than the words were out of Hanks mo...
This is essentially a romance story set against a background of international drug dealing with the occasional side plot of the usual mayhem. Paranoia: (Pron. para-noya) noun; a mental disorder marked by the unjustified belief that one is being persecuted, usually accompanied by megalomania and insane distrust. Paranoid (Pron. para-noyd) adjective; als...
Another tale of the "wild west" and the characters that lived in that exciting time. Life was simpler then; a time of stark contrast, a world of black and white. But there were a few gray areas. This is a story of one of the men who lived in that world between black and white, between good and bad, and between the law and the outlaw. Constructive comments...
I've been enjoying the stories here about Cap d'Agde and thought I'd write a story about taking my sweetie there the next time we're over there. Many of the incidents were taken directly from things we'd already done, so while the story itself is fiction, there's a strong thread of reality that runs through it all. This is the first part of the story. I am b...
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With no sleep last night, both Alexis and I slept on the flight home. Alexis slept turned slightly toward me with her head on my shoulder and a hand on my crotch and I fell asleep with my head resting on her head. I woke with a start about an hour from home. My mouth was hanging open. I opened my eyes and looked around to see if anyone had caught that undign...
XV The plan was that Pine and I would leave on the morning of Boxing Day. It was on our final night there that Pine had a night terror, and it was the worst one he had had yet. He woke me up with wriggling and squirming, but it didn't take long for me to notice that it was way worse than it normally was. I had to pull away quickly because I was scared he...
It was nice to have got a chance to talk to Ellen about what had happened that morning. To have a girl pass out on you as she climaxes is no small thing and I'd been worried about her all day. She's the doctor and should know what she's talking about. But still, I wanted to double check. As for her spin on why it all seemed so intense, and more so what she...
INTAKE It was a dark and stormy night. John Shaftsman's thumb was growing heavier by the minute as he plodded though the puddles in the breakdown lane of Route 30, also known as Conestoga Road after the wagons of the first settlers that set out west on this very road in search of a new frontier . Shaftsman was soaked, as God Himself seemed to be pouring b...
Max Dexler sat on the edge of his desk idly leafing through a collection of CV's. "Is this the lot Sue?" "Yes Dad" said Sue returning with two coffees. "They're a pretty sorry bunch, but there is one you might like." "And her name is?" "Grace Halifax Dad. The least qualified but weirdly the most appropriate." "Grace, Grace, Grace, ha here she is" said Ma...