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The Bridge at Newark Bay

by gunhilltrain on Oct 8, 2019
Non-Erotic

“Gene Pratt sure is a lucky guy, isn’t he?” Rodney said. His friend Mike replied, “Born with the proverbial silver spoon in his mouth.” The two were brokers at the New York firm of Cromwell, Bartleby, Stevens and Yates. On this late summer day in 1958 they were having lunch in the Financial District. The man they were talking about, Eugene W. Pratt, was on...

My Second Piece of Ass Ch. 28

by Fable on Aug 30, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Laura may have had a premonition that something was up. She certainly gave me the impression that she was uneasy. I wondered if she had spoken to one of the girls at the brothel. Why hadn't I warned them that she was not to know of the plan to retaliate against Ollie? If she knew I had skipped one of my classes that day and was planning to miss school the f...

Ah, Those Were The Days

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 13, 2017
Non-Erotic

Ah, those were the days. My first car was not a normal car. It was a 1970 Chrysler New Yorker with a 440 Magnum TNT police interceptor pursuit engine that put out 418 horsepower and more than 500 pound feet of torque. It had a passing gear at 95, no shit. The carburetor would open up and the sound of a tingling bell could be heard inside the car. No fuel...

How to Buy a New Car

by BOSTONFICTIONWRITER on Sep 16, 2017
How To

Did you notice that the name of this article is how to buy a new car and not how to get sucked into buying an SUV, mini-van, or a pickup truck? I love cars but I hate SUV's, mini-vans, and pickup trucks. SUV's, mini-vans, and pickup trucks are too big, too heavy, gas hogs. Okay, pickups are cool if you live on a farm or on a ranch or if you need that type o...

The Good Samaritan

by Sir Galahad on Sep 12, 2017
Interracial Love

Saturday is when I run around and take care of all the chores I can’t get done during the week. I pulled into the mall to drop off a pair of boots for resoling and check out the new sound systems at the stereo shop for a client – I make my living as an electronics and computer guru. I parked my truck (driving a pickup is wonderful cover for a transplanted Ya...

Kindness Ch. 04

by memorable_event on Sep 17, 2017
Non-Erotic

This chapter contains two stories of a life-changing nature. In both, people stepped forward and gave of themselves to help strangers that really needed the help. As noted in the other three chapters, kindness is not rare, just under-reported. The purpose of this series is to let readers become writers and tell their stories of unexpected and unconditional k...

A Night at the Roxy Ch. 02

by Stultus on Sep 16, 2017
Loving Wives

Friday morning's meeting with the boss revealed no significant changes or brilliant masterpieces of new strategy. Essentially, I would be offering Junior pretty much the exact same identical contract package that he had refused the first time around. On a lark, I did print up a variant of the contract that would actually permit our company a decent amount of...

The Cure Ch. 01

by CaraDailey on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

"Why are you still here?" Ava questioned to herself as she stepped out of the club several hours later, to find her human still sitting in the parking lot in his jeep. She'd known through out the night that he had remained close. She could feel that through the gnawing pain in her chest. She hadn't realized, however that he'd remained in the parking lot. "St...

A Shemale Attack: Vennomous Vol. 01

by Vennessa on Sep 12, 2017
Transsexuals & Crossdressers

The near twilight calm of late afternoon was suddenly ripped apart by the deafening rumble of what sounded like thunder close to the ground. Glass, metal, concrete, body parts and other debris blew out from the front of the bank across the plaza shrouded in a ball of smoke and fire. People in the plaza ran for cover, shocked by the suddenness of the explosio...

Scarecrow

by steve w on Sep 14, 2017
Non-Erotic

One man stood alone. One small man. No, that’s not true. He wasn’t a small man. Just small-minded. Mean of spirit. The field swayed around him. Wave after wave of corn, slapped by the wind this way and that. It seethed as it moved, glancing first north, then south, as the capricious breeze threatened it from every angle. And still the man stood. Silent....