Tuesday August 6, 1985 7:10 PM The cheap, tinny doorbell rang and Ronnie walked straight in without waiting for Sophie to answer. In near see-through, pink penior pajamas, Sophie strode from her bedroom door to stand a foot in front of him. A forced smile decorated her face. "I told you I was in a hurry, Sophie," scowled Ronnie. He started unbuttoning his...
There I was walking down a snow and slush covered street in a pair of not so water resistant running shoes, muttering to myself, "Fucking silly slut!!" Why was I wandering around in the slush and snow you may be wondering? Well let me tell you how it all began and where it went. By the way get comfy because it's a long story. It all started a couple of mon...
I have a special place where I go hiking and camping in secret when life gets too hectic for me. I go there to hide, to get away from it all for a week or longer if I can. It is inside the Redwood State Park in Northern California. It is a very special spot accessible only from behind a locked gate on private land. From where I park my car and begin hiking i...
Cindy was raised in a family with two brothers and a sister. The lived on a farm and the whole family loved to hunt, especially deer in the fall. I had met her on a hunting trip when I was a teenager. We never dated during high school but we liked to talk about our hunting experiences. Cindy and I started going with each other during our senior year in coll...
Margie sat with her head in her hands. She was worried, life appeared to be an almost perfect storm of disaster. Nearly fifteen years of happy marriage to her husband Jerry had left her soft, Margie didn't get a lot of exercise except for things like carrying the laundry basket, pushing the vacuum cleaner and things like that. She smiled to herself as her...
Peter Ryan stepped into the casino and stopped just inside the door. He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. This was a brand new casino and every single thing smelled new. He liked the smell of a new casino. It was music to his wallet. As he looked around, the sights were all too familiar. Gamblers sitting at machines, standing at roulette wheels, hang...
Copyright© 2009 by Denham Forrest, The Wanderer My thanks go to my proofreaders LadyCibelle, and my friend SH, for attempting to sort out all of my co ... foul-ups! But I must remind the reader that I still retain my annoying habit (Well I would be surprised if I doesn't get right up their noses, after all the effort they put in on my behalf!) of fiddling w...
Clarification: In many parts of the UK, a female's "Fanny" is/are her sexual organs, not her backside as is the usual accepted meaning of the term in some other countries. The Publican or license holder of a Public house is known by a variety of names; formally they are the landlord or landlady, and colloquially they are frequently referred to as the Governo...
Cascading Errors The mass of summonses was because there were a lot of people pissed at me. Most underwriters spread the risk around. So we had one primary underwriter, and 7 others who were also selling shares, including, I'm proud to say, Goldman Sachs. I have to admit to a certain pride at being sued by an institution of that level of prestige. It made m...
The explanation / justification for my having the nerve to write a sequel to 'Roomers' is summarized at the beginning of Ch. 01. I hope I've slipped in enough back-story so that you don't have to have read the first series to enjoy this follow-up. On the other hand, if you're a 'Roomers' virgin, it would certainly help to scroll through it quickly. Two poi...