Bill sat at the slot machine absent-mindedly feeding quarters into its insatiable opening. He was barely aware of the crowd that slowly passed between him and the object of his main focus, a good looking blonde, in her early 30s who was attracting a small crowd of her own. She was sitting at one of the high-stakes Blackjack tables, displaying, in his opinion...
The following tale is part of the series "A Most Unusual Day." Each of the parts stands independently, although together they tell a broader story. I hope you will enjoy this one and elect to read the others as well. * My day so far had been a blur of unusual occurrences. I had been awakened to a fabulous morning handjob, delivered enthusiastically by my l...
I don't know if it was the unrelenting heat or the penetrating humidity. It could have been the oppressive pressure of high debt and low hope. Regardless, it all contributed to the slow downward spiral of marital misery. I didn't know if this is just the way married people act after seven years or if they just happen to drift out of touch with each other....
Abigail is fifty if she's a day but she's not married and I don't think she has any kids. It's not something we've ever talked about. Our relationship has clear, well-defined boundaries - questions about kids never come up, unless it's about avoiding them. At her age, she's not interested and I'm happy to oblige her. Abigail works in the cash office of the...
But when the sun comes up to light the skies I see the Aegean heaving into a great bloom of corpses...Greeks, the pick of a generation scattered through the wrecks and broken spars... Aeschylus: Agamemnon Ron and Maxine, Key Plaza Sports & Leisure Centre bar and assistant general managers respectively. Both of them suited-up, spray-tanned, bleach-toothe...
"Thursday's child has far to go..." Chloe Zanders cranked the volume on her Durango's stereo and rolled down the windows. Fargo-freakin'-North Dakota, she thought, and smiled a bemused smile. The air traveling in through the open window was cool while the sun beating through the windshield was hot. It was late afternoon in the month of August and Chloe Zan...
Some people say "no good deed goes unpunished." I never subscribed to that armchair philosophy even though I had and saw many good deeds backfire. I must admit, though, that the "unpunished" saying did make me a little apprehensive that my most elaborate good deed might boomerang; but it didn't stop me. I'm a 52 year old guy with keen business acumen but p...
She saw him for the first time in months. Immediately she noticed the effects of his proximity. Her color heightened, her breathing increased, her breasts rising and falling rapidly, though she struggled valiantly for cool composure. Her body was awash in heat, her nipples tingling, sending sparks of electricity straight down to her toes and back up again, c...
The Trucksmore Family, what a piece of work they were. You know the type of family, the one that even dysfunctional families want to stay away from. They would give the Munster from TV the cold chills. How did I get hooked up with a bunch like that, you ask. Well, take a fifty seven Plymouth, a drive in movie, add Betty Trucksmore to the back seat, stir in...
*Thanks for my editors help. Remember, you only need to vote if you like this story. R * Ch. 1 The bitch gets her deserved comeuppance "Grandma, how did you meet Grandpa?" Mia's six year old granddaughter Michelle asked. "A dog brought us together." Grandma answered. Mia pulled her youngest granddaughter onto her lap and gave her a big hug. Michelle...