Peter's shoulder hurt like hell, but he refused to stay in the hospital. "I'm fine and I want to be there when that bastard is interrogated. I have a few questions for him myself." "Pete you need to take it easy. You can talk to him tomorrow." Trevor said. "I'm going... where are my clothes? Peter asked looking around the small cubicle. No amount of talk...
It had begun in the Supermarket. Chris, as usual, had been people watching over a cup of coffee. Being his own boss and relatively wealthy, both work and the media being anathema to him he found a little excitement in his otherwise mundane life by watching other people, looking for signs of intelligence and in particular, loneliness. He would sit there pret...
This is a fictional account. * As Curt and Suzie sat on the couch in the cabana, Suzie asked again, "Well do ya want to take me up on my offer in the car or not?" "How could I refuse such an offer from such a lovely girl," Curt said. "Besides, as I told you all guys my age..." "I know," Suzie said. "No young guy can ever refuse sex. Their hormones have t...
Authors Note: "The Rachel Chronicles" is a multi-part series of stories involving the titular character (a young woman named Rachel) and her various sexual adventures. The stories are themed mainly around oral sex, with the occasional tale involving other forms of sexual activity. Each chapter is somewhat lengthy and detailed and it is my hope that such deta...
Preface: Hello my friends, today is May 19, I tell you this because I just got out of the hospital again. It seems every time I start writing, another one of these mini-strokes hits me. I am tired of playing the game of home, hospital, home and hospital again. There is only one option left open to me at this point and that, I am sorry to inform you is to hav...
"Jake! How've ya been?" the stocky man in oil stained overalls asked, as he greeted me with a cheery wave. He put down his torque wrench, and strolled across the garage to join me. I stepped down out of my car, closing the heavy door with the satisfying weighty sound of well oiled hinges locking it into place. "Not bad, not bad at all, Bob," I replied, with...
Over Exposed Part 1 of 5 SCREECH!!! The alarm she hated screamed at her that it was time to face the day. As if that wasn't bad enough, the black out shades on the apartment windows began to retract letting in the morning light and the sounds of the city became less muted. Silencing the annoying alarm, she thought "at least its Friday", she could get throu...
Taking Stock David completed his report and gently closed his lap-top. He felt very pleased with himself. Since returning to the East Coast his job had been going very well. He rarely had to bring work home with him any more and this had really just been a case of dotting a few 'i's and crossing a few 't's. Now just about the whole of the weekend was his to...
Patricia "What is she talking about?" Patricia asked. She waited for an answer as Simon threw the car in gear. The veins in his arms bulged and he was gripping the steering wheel so hard, his knuckles had drained of color. But it was his silence and the deliberate way he kept his eyes averted that had her stomach in knots. "Simon, what is she talking abou...
NOTE: This is a 23K+ word story that doesn't start heating up until halfway through. I respect the value of a quick stroke story, which is why I'm warning you to keep looking if that's what you're after. If you're down for a long read with a hot payoff, though, then pour yourself a glass of your favorite little something-something and pull up a seat. This s...