"Max, I'm going for a coffee want me to bring you one?" Ed Martin, aka the bondsman, asked as he walked toward the door of our small office. "No thanks Ed," I replied. "The coffee from my Mr. Coffee is fine with me. I'm not really a big fan of designer coffee. Too many years of bad coffee." I replied. "Yeah, you haven't been out long enough to develop a ta...
(This is a stand alone story, I'm almost sure I tied off all the loose ends. My thanks go to my friend who helped with the technical side and pointed out some mistakes in the time line. Bless you. I also thank my editor hale1 for taking on such a huge story all at once. Please enjoy your read, I know I had so much fun writing it.) ******* It was my father...
This one is a little bit longer. I thought about breaking it up into chapters but I liked the continuity of a single submission. There isn't a lot of sex for its length. If that's what you're hunting for, then perhaps this one isn't the best story for you. Otherwise, I hope you enjoy it. A special thank you to thewinedarksea for his editing work. He found...
Mark Caldwell met Jessica Bradley in high school, where she was a year behind him. After graduating, they both went to the same college. During her sophomore year, his junior year, they were married and a little over a year later, Joshua was born in March. Bill Taylor met Carol Reese in college. They were married during his senior year, her sophomore year a...
Chapter 16: 24-hours With Li - The Mansion Posted: Wed Apr 22 07:25:15 2020 Chinese Flower Blooms For Me Wednesday May 28, 2 PM to Dinner As we planned, I picked Li up at her house at 2 in the afternoon to start our 24-hour date. By 2:45 she was naked, stretched out tight on the tension table, screaming with orgasmic delight. I was on my knees behind her...
A massive thanks to Nora Fares for being my very first editor ever (after all these years I finally bit the bullet team) and to the great Randi Black for another inspired event. Here it is then. It was a very dull overcast day in the History Department of the large West Country University, and post-graduate student Holly Cogdale picked up her one-hundred-a...
Author's note: Here it is folks, Chapter 5. I want to first apologize to everyone who waited so patiently for this chapter. Between the holidays and school starting, plus the usual B.S. of work and family life, my time to write was severely limited. Plus it didn't help that I was lazy getting off my ass to finish this chapter during the last two weeks. This...
Ok, folks... as promised, here's the next chapter. It isn't quite as long as I thought it was going to be, but long enough. I spent a fair amount of time editing, adding a bit here, taking out a bit there, which explains why it took so long; I'm introducing some new people, too, so bear with me. As usual, I fully expect to piss off some liberals, but to be h...
The Conclusion There remained one more bustle in her hedgerow, one more spring clean for the May Queen. The trip. This trip, our trip, the fabric of our lives ripped apart and rearranged, the storm ravaged journey that had carried Deb to my side once again -- after twenty two years. I wondered, could she still hear the wind blow? Did she know her stairway...
Waking up with a groan I look around for the chips. Morning sickness is a cruel master and it hit me early. Luckily the chips are just off the bed where they are supposed to be so I down a few to get my stomach to settle. Course moving isn't exactly feeling good, I'm still covered in bruises. Me winning that tournament is probably still a matter of shock to...