Morning next day, mourning lack of sleep, I was cheerfully musing on my refurbished libertine status. Greedy, wanting more of the same, I was perfectly positioned for such to come to pass. Recent events in Holly's bed had effectively drubbed to dust my former over the hill self, inspired a youthful, jaunty bearing in me. In my conceited estimation, I was al...
To: Director, Organized Crime Section Fm: Leader, Evaluation Team Three Subj: Falconi Family (Current Status) Attached is the official transcription of the Log Book found at the site of the crash of Angelo Falconi's Gulfstream, along with the bodies of three of his lieutenants. Our interpretation is that the body found in the exploded cockpit was Falconi, i...
If you're underage or offended by erotic literature, don't read any further. In fact if either of those describes you-get off this website. This work is not available for copy or distribution without permission from the author. * Introduction My name is...well name's not important. Call me Ishmael-nah, just kidding. You can call me Nick. But I'm not wr...
Brandon walked down the pathway to his dormitory, his head hung low. He had just been through a 3 hour lecture on Shakespeare and at this moment he was trying to figure out why he choose English to be his major. He walked into the main foyer and stared at the mailboxes that lined one side of the wall. He stood there motionless, part of him wanted to check hi...
Mike and Jordan fled the room. Emotions filled both of them, from hunger and desire at being so close and intimate for the first time, to wonder and terror from the unexplained shadows imploding on Matt's dead body just behind them. Mike's head was filled with the very detailed and very vivid images of Jordan's naked body. He tried to shake the thoughts from...
Janine strode confidently into Iznoma Hedonia's private-side restaurant, La Diva. Heads turned and people smiled at her and she knew they were looking at her unusual breasts, which had very large pink areolas that colored a large part of her C-cups around the nipple. It was an attention-getting feature on her small, taut body. Carlos, the maître d', who ha...
I almost died as I saw Bill standing there. The guilt poured over me, as the justifications that has allowed me to push it away melted before my eyes as I saw the look on his face, the shock, the horror, the sadness. My first thought was that he was going to kill us, and as he told Jacques to get out I realized he wanted to hurt him, but was holding back. A...
Believe or not, I am a fan of Matt M stories, MM is one hell of a writer. You know a writer is good when his writing can walk you right into the messed up trials of marriage and then piss you off to the core. This story was inspired by MM. While I'm not in his class when it comes to writing, I'll try it just for fun. * Bob Jackson was a simple man. All he...
Chapter 1: A Little Joy I woke up from my peaceful slumber at about nine thirty in the morning. My mom was still fast asleep in her bed, and waking her up would be a bad idea. She works the graveyard shift at a local diner and deals with all the crazies at the time of day they are most active. The alarm clock in her room would wake her. That's why she boug...
Chapter One Ella's POV The darkness settled across the town of Lakewood, PA. I was walking home from the bar, with the after taste of vodka and sunny d on my breath. I wasn't drunk nor was I sober, I understood everything that was going around me, just more slowly than usual. My foot steps echoed on the pavement as I directed my path towards the East end o...