Bill Thornbury, holding his cards just below his eyes, watched Jack Burton laying down his three aces. “There, you bushwhackers, read em and weep,” Jack said as he reached for the pot. “Not so fast,” Bill said. “I did not stay in just to sweeten the pot” With that, he lay down his cards. “Just got these itty bitty pair of sixes, and three pretty nines, for...
Regina was my first, and yes, the most memorable; but she was by no means my last reward for being an athlete. It is one of nature's mysteries how high school and college girls would cream their pants over a jock and dismiss a straight A student as a nerd. I believe the poor dears are hard-wired somewhere in their gonads for this and cannot help themselves....
"From the once famous Connor Hotel ballroom, I'm Rene Williams for Action News," there was a pause then, "Got it, Doug?" "Yes ma'am. Looked good." "Great, but I want more. There's got to be so many stories in here. We've been on the rooftop terrace, in the bar, the ballroom..." "Well, there's always the sub-basement." "Yeah? What's down there?" Camerama...
Many thanks to Jedbeaker for the editing of this story. It happened on a Friday afternoon at a crowded supermarket. No parking spots were available until I saw a car leaving the lot and a small red Honda waiting for taking it, but as I was in a better position, I quickly took it. Not a polite thing to do and the good-looking young woman in the red Honda o...
I'm finding out that I tend write a BTB story for fun when I come into repeated contact with arrogant and totally full of themselves assholes. It has been of either sex, different ethnicities, religions, ages, or socio-economic groups. Someone who lies about anything to get people inflamed, who doesn't give a shit about anybody else but himself or his/her bu...
With a month having elapsed, curled up in bed with the sun streaming in, pallid teenager and ex-pat Londoner Mandy Wilson reflected on her time in Devon. Whilst admittedly things had worked out better than she ever could have imagined, she nonetheless missed the buzz of the capital, her friends and the local lads. Oh how she missed the local lads. For other...
Laureen's husband Earl was a good provider but he was always on out of town business trips for two to three days at a time. As the area rep for Brabant newspapers he was responsible for selling advertising from one end of the state to the other. Brabant publisher a series of weekly small-town newspapers in a dozen towns and Earl Simpson's job was to sell di...
It had been an unbelievable day. I had been bumped from my first flight, the second had mechanical problems and the third had been delayed. I had almost decided to call it quits and try again in the morning but all I wanted was to get home have a hot shower and sleep in my own bed. I was just getting ready to take the escalator down to the train when out o...
Mrs. Barnes wiped away the haze from the fogged over mirror in front of her. With a much clearer image of herself to work with now, she continued the chore of vigorously rubbing the bath towel she held against the shower soaked streaks of hair on the left side of her head. Wrapping the towel around the back of her shoulders, she finally abandoned the dew fi...
I live in a studio apartment complex for singles. Mine is the end of a group of three. Garages are under the apartments. It had been cold for several weeks and yesterday a high pressure area, said the weatherman, had elevated the area's temperatures into the low eighties. I checked the weather again and it was expected to hold for the weekend so I'd worked l...