"You see the match last Saturday?" Jonny Harris asked Teddy Demme. The other man unlocked a padlock and swung open the chain-link gate in front of them. "Nah, had to do a job for Mr Herbert. Caught the highlights on Match of the Day." Jonny and Teddy walked back to Teddy's BMW. They drove through the gate, stopped the car, got out, closed the gate and loc...
Rose O'Toole Part 1 Dark circles shadowed Rose O'Toole's green eyes. Three worrisome weeks at a boarding house in New York's notorious Five Points section left Rose with fingernails gnawed down to nubs. On that April morn, she tied her long, auburn hair into a neat bun, bundled her few possessions in a sack and bid farewell to the boarding house, praying n...
1_On the edge "You're fucking disgusting" Linda snarled at me. I blinked repeatedly, trying to fight back the unstoppable tears that welled up. "Just look at you" she continued. Her eyes flashed with anger and she stepped to the door, jerking it open then turning back to look at me again. For an instance, her eyes held mine, and through my blurred vision I...
Daphne Moon lifted her head off the hotel room pillow and looked at the digital clock on the bedside table – its large green numerals flashed 6 am. "4 hours to go" Daphne whispered to herself. The past couple of weeks for Daphne had flashed past in a blur and had also been the most eventful and life changing of her whole life. She had posed for her first nak...
Once upon a time long ago and far away the sun rose over a quaint village. Shopkeepers were leaving their houses for their shops. Farmers were preparing to work in their fields. Jack fed the chickens and gathered the eggs. He took the eggs to his poor widowed mother. She was preparing their breakfast. Jack exchanged the egg basket for the milk bucket and ret...
To understand what is going on, you should read the previous chapters of San Francisco Seductions, found in the Chain Stories section of this fine web site. Lauren Bennett let the hot water trail down her body and wash away the ache in her muscles. She'd pulled a double shift down at the café and her body was tired from standing, waiting, and serving. She...
Exiled. Banished. God, these words taste foul in my mouth. Fuck everyone who doesn't appreciate you, that's what I say. In case you're wondering who this is, I guess introductions are due. My name is Far. It's short for Farouche. Anyone looking at me would see a six-foot-tall, somewhat good-looking and slender young man with light brown skin, curly black hai...
(Extract from 12.05.01) Thoughts sometimes become thoughtfalls, like a rush of water that cannot be denied. One day I may let you read this, if... ...We decide on a neutral place about halfway between Virginia and Ohio. We pick a local dive, a run-of-the-mill honky tonk. I am wearing my black suede mid-way up the thighs skirt, black hose, black heels and a...
Hunter was a cute young man, 19, short haircut, athletic young body, big green eyes and eager to please. He'd come to audition for me; my name is Donna Culkins, and I'm a theater director at the small community playhouse in my little town, a lifelong amateur actor and in my older years, a director. He seemed smitten with me, but that's not totally surprisi...
Although the light of day shined through the shades of the window, the cold air was easily making its way under the dilapidated motel door. The Broadway Inn was not known for its grandeur, but rather its poor clientele. It was not on Broadway and not much of an Inn, but it was home for a few hundred a week. It was the cheapest rent by the month hotel Tiffany...