Chapter 1 Alright let's get one thing clear. This totally wasn't my fault. Legit I kinda just showed up at the absolute worst possible time. That's always been my fault. I have shit luck. The kind of luck that would make a leprechaun blush or make a billionaire lose all his cash in a day just because he took a chance on a tip about a stock he heard on the s...
When Robert left I wanted to talk to Alice. That had been the most exhilarating experience of my life but I wanted to make sure she was okay. I mean Jamaican gangsters are on their way to possibly take her anal virginity and she just her insides torn apart by Robert's huge cock. We had so much to talk about but she was smiling and seemed okay, and all she sa...
With special thanks to ROBERTODAVO, Bumknee52, Josie_03, and Mary_K_Kinkster who offered me good advice about pacing and character development on my first few stories! ***** OK, I'll admit it. In my late 30's, I've become a dirty old man. Maybe it's man-o-pause or a midlife crisis, but I can't stop admiring much younger women lately. It's been a thing fo...
Sue had been living a life she knew she would not be able to continue in without some big changes and the only person who could arrange that was herself. No change, no change. She was about to enlist her identical twin sister Pam into her imbroglio as a means to cover for her while Sue earned herself a fee and obtained the necessary experience to re-enter th...
He slowly drove down the block. What next, a motel or hotel, call someone for help or just go to the office and sleep on his couch? As he ruminated on what he should do he suddenly looked up in surprise. For some reason his subconscious decided to lead him to his neighbor's house. He was parked in their driveway. Instantly he realized what his subconscious...
The streets and sidewalks of Mogadishu baked under the blast furnace of a sun. Peter Hayes, sweating through his thin cotton shirt and light khaki pants, worked his way through the teeming foot traffic to the streetside café. He was several minutes late for the meeting, something he disliked, but the impression of the American operation was one of lounginess...
It was about 9:45 by the time we arrived and parked. The place was called an adult theater, but it didn't look like a theater, at all. I don't know why, but I had a mental image of an old-school movie house. It was just an isolated building in a run-down, semi-industrial area. The building was old and had probably once been a warehouse. It had a large, bri...
Ch. 2 (1983-1984) Dealing with loss, poorly, very poorly Several weeks had passed since Randy learned of Carol's passing. He spent his off-duty time drinking. He was managing to keep his drinking from interfering with his duties but his supervisors were more than aware and more than a little concerned. In addition, he was isolating himself more and more. T...
*Jackie... I used to be called Jackson and I had Jeri as my roommate and she or I thought at first was transitioning. I was never much into being a homophobe and stuff so it was just me kinda leaving things alone. Until Jeri and I started fucking. She's really fucking great in bed too and it was pretty hetero too with me the guy fucking this trans black g...
"What's all this?" Gazing at the breakfast that Jeneda had set up, Dane lifted his brows and checked out the food. "Your morning meal." Decked out in a halter style apron with patterned skirt, Jeneda searched his expression and eagerly waited. "Do you like it?" As if determining whether he did, Dane allowed his eyes to pass over the cornucopia of food whic...