A Drive Down the Mountain © 2019 Victor Cabana Here’s to you, Mrs. Robinson. Last June my parents had a dinner party at their cabin on the mountain. Four couples, all members of both their book club and the Symphony Sponsors were invited, and as I was back home after my sophomore year at Julliard I was expected to tag along. To learn how grown-ups - I wo...
This is a ten chapter romantic Crime thriller with consenting erotic and romantic sex, male on male violence and a lot of exciting cliff hangers at the endings of each chapter. As is usual in my stories there are a large selection of colourful characters and not all of the people in my stories have happy endings. You have been warned -- so if you like the...
"We're not in Louisiana anymore, Toto..." On the corner of a four-way intersection in downtown, Danni canvassed the concrete jungle with her hazel eyes. The skinny girl had dark hair with a hint of purple, short New Orleans Saints jersey which showed off her belly button, and frayed jean shorts. She wore white knee-high socks with gold and black stripes and...
Saturday morning in Shinjuku, Tokyo. I woke up with the stinging memory of my humiliation with Miu last night. As I had walked with her to the station, I had felt just a little hopeful that I could redeem the relationship and have a successful fuck with her on Sunday. In the cold light of morning, I knew that wouldn't happen. The more I thought about it, t...
The internet's a powerful tool for nearly anyone who devotes more than energy for typing onto it. The more emotions you put onto there, the more you become attached to what you do, and who you may correspond with. The more you get to know someone, the more about yourself you hand to them, and if both you and your correspondent act online as you do in real li...
In the late summer of 1848, a hundred and twenty years before I was even born, a briny old fisherman named Owen Addams did me a remarkable favor. While fishing the tidal pools of what was then known as Pleasant Harbor Township, old Owen reached deep into the mucky banks off Harbor Cove and pulled out something the local Native Americans had known about for c...
Thank you so much for continuing with me and for your support and encouragement. * That was how we began, and we became a couple after that weekend... sort of. As Becky had warned me, there was only so much of her to go around. Although her oldest was off at college, Kelly was graduating high school and shopping around for a college of her own. Then ther...
Author's note: the following story is purely a work of fiction and any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. The author wishes to express his gratitude to Copperbutterfly for her editing to make this a better story. I had been working in the Information Systems Department on a Claims project for nearly two years before Elia came into...
I'd known Barbara for some time now. She was a mutual friend of a friend, Trina, and we often bumped into each other in the street, or at the store. I liked her and appreciated her company and humour. She was 57, somewhat older than me, being in my mid-30's. We spent many evenings chatting and laughing, drinking and debating. This of course had lead to the...
Chapter 4 Hala walked out of Black Dragon… ‘Great it’s raining.’ She said to herself as she shook her head. ‘Could it get any worse?’ Then she thought she heard someone behind her. When she turned, nobody was there, just a cloud of mist. She was beginning to feel uneasy again. Hala began to walk a little faster. She could feel the darkness beginning to cons...