Bobby Barr Stories

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Emeli

by pmarlowe on Oct 16, 2018
Mature

A Chevy Tahoe, the woman driving on the phone, crawled toward Barr's parking space. He could see her move her hands from the steering wheel to the phone, gesturing to whoever she was talking to, and then put them back on the wheel. Emeli kissed him, her tongue soft on his. He kissed her back, wondering if the woman could see them. The Tahoe was inching close...

The Way of War Pt. 10

by RobinLane on Dec 17, 2018
Novels and Novellas

Chapter 30 All the men were present inside the hotel lobby. Jack came over to see him, "I understand from Bobby, I'm to command our Jeep, Boss." Shaun smiled, "Make sure you bring it back in one piece." Sues' patrol gathered around him. "You're going to be in the landing party then, Boss?" Titch asked. "Yes, me and Cookie, you'll take your orders from...

I Love How My Woman Looks

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 1, 2017
Humor & Satire

I love how my woman looks, kind of, not really, well...not at all. My woman to others is no 10. Maybe, on a good day, in low lighting, she is a 3 or a 4, and from a distance...of about ¼ mile, she is a 5 but she is an 11 to me. Pardon me for a moment. "Honey, please put on some makeup, you are scaring the dog, again. Okay, Buster, okay, it's only Julie. C'...

Seduced by Innocence

by Mardell on Sep 26, 2017
Mature

Most mothers would never confess to having an affair with a younger man. Even fewer would confess to seducing innocence and forcing their wiles on a clueless 18-year old boy. Wondering how this anonymous temptress can sleep at night? She doesn't, which only makes things worse. Women like me, the ones that would confess to having an affair with a younger man...

Coach's Conquests Ch. 06

by MrDean70 on Sep 12, 2017
Erotic Couplings

6 "A Chevy C-60." "A Chevy C-60?" "A Chevy C-60." As he bumped and bounced along the rutted road toward the Gilbert Place cabin in his Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo, Bret Harris recalled the conversation he had with Rusty Barr, a long-time farmer who lived a mile and a quarter outside of Lakeville. Barr needed a fill-in truck driver to help complete the...

Louisiana Days Ch. 03

by JackStrange on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Avant propos: This story is the third part of a series, and while you no doubt would enjoy the first tales you can read and appreciated this one in itself. ***** Elliot's Wife As I think I mentioned in the first part of this tale, I met Diane Barr, wife of our editor, Elliot Barr, at the publisher's extravagant Christmas party, and immediately began tryin...

The One Ch. 05

by honeywldcat on Sep 11, 2017
Romance

Jake waited and watched. He had known she was up to something. He just didn't know what. Joselyn sat in her car. She'd been there for the past fourteen minutes. Just who in the hell was she meeting at three a.m. on the morning of their wedding? It sure in the hell wasn't him. Jake was seething inside. If it was who he thought it was, things were not going...

Louisiana Days Ch. 02

by JackStrange on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Each year, in a show of noblesse oblige, John Duncan, publisher of the Daily News and a member of the parish gentry -- for whatever that's worth -- put on the most extravagant Christmas party in newspaperdom. I got to attend two of them, but it's the first one that I remember best. That was where I met Diane, gorgeous wife of my editor, Elliot Barr. Diane w...

This Ain't Schooled XXX Ch. 02

by 123z on Aug 21, 2019
Celebrities & Fan Fiction

Note- This is based on the ABC spin-off from the Goldbergs and set in the 90's. Just my parody of the same and intended for fun only. All characters are over the age of twenty. xxx n There was no question that Lainey Lewis was a woman of the flesh. It was the year 1990 something and now she was over the age of twenty the attractive blue eyed blonde was te...

Louisiana Days Ch. 03.5

by JackStrange on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

A Rose by Any Other Name Memory helps to see ourselves as the hero of our own lives and to turn pain into triumph and impulsive reaction into stoic reply. So, I like to think that after being polled by my editor, Elliot Barr, I calmly walked to my car to sop up the blood, instead of screaming in pain and calling him a motherfucker, THEN walking (very rapidl...