CHAPTER 1 Recently retired from the military Special Forces, Anna Guthrie sighed as she read an account in the morning newspaper of two more rapes of women outside an outlying nightspot. The 36-year-old had only been in the city of 27,000 for ten days and was angry that the dough-faced realty agent had not told her about the Mason Gang. Had he done so she m...
It's evening. Maybe seven. Warm. Not hot, warm. Since I start to get uncomfortable around 83 degrees, it's probably in the mid to high 70's. Slight breeze. The surrounding area is office buildings, not like downtown Chicago, more along the lines of a suburban area with a few corporate buildings around a large parking lot. The lot is mostly in shadow but ligh...
The Dead Zone Century, Saturday, August 25th, read the flier posted in the bicycle shop. Three additional paragraphs outlined the 100 mile ride; the route, what to bring: sunscreen, lots of water and high-energy snacks. I can't speak for others but for me a recreational ride like this is a welcome breakaway from the everyday routine. Many times I have partic...
The alarm jangled and Nick reached to turn it off. 7 am. It was Sunday morning and they were going riding today. He jumped out of the bed and went to the bathroom, closing the door quietly so as not to disturb the sleeping Julie. He shaved and showered, then returned to the bed and sat on the edge, leaning down to kiss her awake. "Good morning, princess, ti...
The engine roared between my thighs and I squeezed them tighter as we speeded up. Fulton Street along Golden Gate Park is deserted late at night, and the lights were with us all the way to the beach. We had nothing to stop us, no reason to slow down. I tightened my grip around Tommy’s waist and dipped with him as he swung the motorcycle sharply onto the high...
If I heard one more crack or joke about being over the hill I was going to scream. I'd walked into my surprise birthday party and knew from that very moment the evening was not going to go as I'd planned. My wife Sandy and I had just come back from having dinner out. You see, it was my fiftieth birthday and I wasn't happy about hitting that milestone. I'd g...
It was time for me to face the truth; I was not the young man I once was. I had let myself go and just didn't feel good anymore, so I decided to change that. I even tried some sit ups. I knew it would take more then that, but I was never one to go to the gym and work out. I had to find something else. A friend at work knew of my struggle and suggested bike r...
*This story is a work of fiction. All resemblances to any person are purely coincidental. All rights reserved by author. Feedback is more than welcome!* "Are you sure I'm not going to fall off the back?" Jerry had convinced Jenna to go out for a ride on his motorcycle. She'd thought about it for years, but had never tried riding. Being out there on the b...
Curt's journey began simply enough, he just had no idea where he was going to end up. Curt was a normal guy and he took very little real notice of his body. It was an OK body, nothing particularly special. He rode his bike everywhere so he had great legs and buns of steel. His arms and chest were fit but he did no special work on them; well except for pumpin...
Hi to all my readers. I am sorry that this chapter has taken so long to be posted but between family crisis' and real life priorities my writing has had to take a back seat. Just to clarify a comment I made in an end note on the last chapter of this story, readers comments have not upset me it is just readers cant see inside my head and see future chapter...