CHAPTER 3 Eddie sat at a window and the waitress came over with champagne cocktails. Billie arrived dressed just like him and most other people, a polo shirt hanging over tailored shorts and expensive scuffs. He stood and she came right up to him and kissed him full on the lips, taking her time about disengaging. "What am I wearing?" "A yellow thong." "Y...
Jen continues her integration into The Regiment. She might even be enjoying herself. Thanks for the feedback on previous chapters. ***** Chapter 4 - A Healing Touch The Med-Centre looked a lot like half a dozen other such facilities Jen had worked at in her time as an Army medic, but this one was a bit newer, a bit bigger, a bit nicer looking. That was t...
~ Yesterday's News ~ He was relegated to the back page of section B in the local newspaper, overshadowed by an advertisement for the Disabled American Veterans. ========================================= BOARD DENIES PAROLE FOR MEREDITH BY ANDREA CASPER * STATESMAN JOURNAL * SEPTEMBER 21, 2009 SALEM, OREGON -- The Oregon Parole Board has denied the relea...
Sir Frank wanted his yacht moved to the Med from South Florida and that was all there was to it. "Just get it done Phillip." he barked. Sir Frank was a man not to argue with, a self made multi millionaire who had no time for fools. We knew each other from way back at college and now both in our early 40's we both had a good understanding of one another. He...
Chapter 1. Simon's wife had always admired the ladies at their local tennis club. They were all of a certain age, and when they got together socially there was a quiet serenity in their companionship. Beautifully dressed, without exception, they met every Tuesday and Saturday for lunch in the Pavilion restaurant for a long, lazy lunch full of chatter and la...
Thank you for continuing to read my story. I got lots of feedback and I just wanted to say that this is a complete work of fantasy. I'm obviously not advocating for anything political and if you are offended by heavy racial themes, you should probably not be reading this. I do not hate white guys; they simply don't have a dignified place in the story, so I t...
Author's note: This is my first attempt at a BDSM tale. I intend for it to be lighthearted. Many thanks to my co-author, J Spe, for a thorough editing job. He catches my typos and plot holes. Carole99 ***** 48 Hours on the Swallow The Meeting "Thank you for your interest in our little adventure. My name is Gary Braden." He looked around the confere...
"What do you mean, show you?" "I mean, show me." "Like . . . kiss you?" "Well, don't make it sound like a chore!" "No, I didn't mean that, I—" Without further discussion, she placed her hand around the back of his head and pulled his face to hers. He attempted to pull away, not because he didn't want to do it, but rather, he didn't like the way she was...
Author's note: I finally got around to writing a second chapter and to my surprise it's pretty darn long. I hope you like it. Please leave me feedback and vote for my story if you like it. If you hate it, please leave me feedback and tell me what sucked, but you don't need to vote. :P Thanks! - Moonlit Clover ***** "So stop blabbing about how great your p...
I've been sick to my stomach for the last week, ever since returning from my latest business trip. I didn't have diarrhea or the flu, it was worse, much, much worse than that; I'd stepped out on my wife Linda. I know what you're going to say, that what kind of low life would cheat on his wife. I've said that and a million other worse things to myself and r...