For technical reasons, I had to change the title. This is part two of my story called "Must you Solve Everything with Sex?" ***** Charlie woke up, turned the lights on, and started to get dressed. I struggled to keep sleeping, but he made no effort to be quiet. He finally got out of our bedroom, but he didn't turn the lights out, neither did he close the d...
She juggled her coat, lunch, and laptop as she grabbed the bag of trash out of the can. She wasn't a tiny girl, a statuesque 5'11" with her own set of healthy tits, if not watermelons. She had long well-toned arms and legs and just enough body fat to make her look curvaceous. While she had the athletic build of a basketball or volleyball player, she also had...
In the beginning, God made man. He stood back and admired his creation, thinking to himself, "Hey, that ain't half bad for a first try." Buzz, as God named the first man to breathe his good clean air, was truly a magnificent specimen. Standing right at six feet tall, he seemed the perfect height to occupy his place in God's ultimate plan for the beginning o...
This was normally the day Michael enjoyed most of all on any of his projects. It was close out day which meant he got to finalize the work, see the completed labor of love, collect payment but most importantly leave the job. He hated working in in other people's homes; yes it was necessary as a handyman and contractor, but he just never feels at ease. Workin...
We agreed that the mission would take place on the very next day. The window of opportunity was fickle, there was no safe way to tell when and if Belarix would decide to sell or use the bio-data. The next step I needed to plan was the trip going there. Belarix's compound was located on Cloreps, the largest of seven moons orbiting Galrus VI, a bleak and lif...
Copyright 2020, PostScriptor It was a Friday night poker game, held, this time, at Jason Billing's office in the 'Billings Waste & Disposal' building. The Mayor was there, as well as one of the County Commissioners, as well as a few good ol' boys who rotated in and out of the game, drinking coffee and kibitzing. They had all known each other forever. It was...
It was a week later when Lucy woke up feeling wrong. That wasn't the best way to describe it. She hadn't felt right since Bucky left, but this was different, worse. Something was very wrong, Bucky was...hurt, maybe more. Lucy had no idea how she knew just that she did. The woman didn't question it, she launched from her bed, sprinted out of her apartment a...
*Author's note. I am in the process of editing and rewriting a number of stories from my collection, as well as editing those of a few other authors. I hope that you enjoy the tidbits that I am able to throw at you until the first flood of fiction hits, and then I can only hope you don't hit back. In the meantime, here is a little something to hold you over...
Samantha Deval relaxed on her couch, hugging her legs and watching baby hummingbirds flutter and feed outside her apartment window. This was the best part of her day, she thought sadly, a mockery of her mother's voice echoing through her brain. Despite her mother's craziness, the old witch had been right about one thing – Daniel Blumgold would be a good husb...
Chapter 6 Pt. 2: CROMPTON AFFAIR Pt2 Having breakfasted in their room, by 11.00 a.m. Edward and Isabel were ready to place themselves at the disposal of their hosts. On the stroke of 11.00, Pieter and Giselle van Doorne entered the foyer. Edward knew Pieter van Doorne and the ladies were quickly introduced to the men folk and each other. Mrs van Doorne (ca...