I couldn't help it, I just had to yawn again it's all of six in the morning. I suppose most would be used to getting up that early, though when you are getting up at seven every day for the last ten years, earlier is hard. The guards laugh and tell me yet again they could put me back to bed if I prefer. My free girl clothes in hand, the guards referring to...
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Cincinnati, Ohio was just slightly above Mobile, Alabama on the list of profitable arts and craft fair locations for a dealer. Even Cleveland had moved up in the ranks. Yet there I sat, pissed off yet reluctantly resolved to make the best of the situation. It was always good to have at least one 'psychic' present at these trailer trash shopping mall events....
-1- Lynnette and Jarred lay coiled together on the warm, sun-baked beach of San Ramiro Island, their naked, toned, tan bodies basking in the warm afterglow of an intense round of passionate lovemaking. Jarred kissed her deeply and passionately on the lips, while Lynnette stroked his already stiffening shaft of manhood. "Are you up for it again?" Jarred whi...
For Paige Prelude I sat in the chair at the kitchen table looking at the arrangement of Calla lillies I had gone to pick up from the florist only a few hours ago. Their beauty mocked the feelings that were dwelling inside what soul I had left. She had texted it. That was how my marriage had ended. With a text. Four words: We need 2 talk. Are you fucking ki...
CHAPTER 1. Challenge Accepted So this is what vacation is supposed to be like, Joy told herself. She was poolside in Las Vegas, soaking up the sun and staring up at a cloudless blue sky. Joy expected to hate Vegas, but there she was, delighting in all of the little details. Majestic palm trees casting shadows over neat rows of lounge chairs. Faux rock forma...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five partsPart 4: Femme Fatale Another Mike Claymore erotic novel copy write 2014 Chapter 44 Monday, 4th February, 1985 A quick breakfast in the deli of pancakes and sausage wraps then coffee for his tummy and thermos and he's away. It's clear this morning but there's quite an accumulation of fresh snow and frequent closures...
Hello dear reader. This story grew. If you want a quick flogger, please try a shorter entry. It is set in Australia, and has 'arses' and Australian colloquialisms. There is some mild fetishism and some fairly vanilla sex. All of the characters are fictional, any resemblance to real persons is incidental. I reserve all the usual rights. Please enjoy and I'm h...
Thank you all for everything you've said about my stories, I really appreciate it. Here's another one that I hope you all enjoy. It is a fictional story, as are all of my tales so; be sure to remember that anything CAN and usually DOES happen in a fictional tale. Oh, and don't forget to vote; and remember that, as always, I pray that you all find peace and G...
This started out as part of my Conversations universe, but turned out a much longer story than I usually write. I do not apologise for its length, however, having received several emails complaining that I just write flash stories and offer nothing that readers can really get their teeth into. If you're not keen on long stories -- don't read it. If you're...