Being a sports star has its inevitable perks. Fame, fortune and added attention from the opposite sex to name but a few. Bobby Jansen was no exception. By the age of 18, Bobby had signed a lucrative deal with one of England's top soccer sides, Trenton Utd. By the age of 20, he was a regular in the national team and one of Europe's leading players with a repu...
'I'm gonna head off now Mr Davis.' I looked up from my desk toward the sound and smiled at Emma, my secretary. 'OK then Emma, have you filed all the paperwork?' She nodded, 'see you in the morning then.' Emma smiled back and then closed the door behind her, her peachy little ass bulging in her tight work skirt. Evil thoughts begone, I thought to myself with...
I sat at the shiny bar, swirling half melted ice in my glass of rye. I had meant to leave an hour before, but the sheer weight of embarrassment kept my ass firm to my padded bar stool like it had grown roots. I uncrossed and recrossed my long legs for the hundredth time since I had sat down. At least the bar top was just the right height that I could balance...
Sharon Carter had been taught by the best. Whatever people thought or said about SHIELD she knew the truth, that while it was full of traitors it was also full of just as many men and women looking to make the world a better place. Of course, good or bad, they were the best spies in the business, regardless of what the amateurs in the CIA thought. After all,...
Nicolas stood before me and smiled. I smiled back, marveling at the sight of him. There she was, the man that I loved. Five feet ten inches and two hundred and twenty pounds of big and tall, All-American male. I've always loved big men. Don't ask me why. I simply do. Some people go for the muscular type or the skinny type. I don't. I like a man who has some...
Prelude Anna Nicole Smith walked through the doors into the concert hall. The marquee above read “Megadeth-Live Tonight Only”. Anna wore a pair of form-fitting black leather pants and a Metallica T-shirt that was several sizes too small and clung like shrink wrap to her massive breasts. Beneath the shirt she wore no bra and her nipples clearly poked against...
Giada DeLaurentis kept crouched inside the doorframe of a small basement apartment, pressed as closely as she could against the door and out of plain sight. It was below street level, and she could see the occasional pedestrian passing her by; they were unaware that the Food Network star was hiding half naked inside the doorway. The soles of Giada's feet wer...
It was to be the greatest display of wanton sexuality and utter perversion in the history of mass media, and thanks to the 24-hour news cycle and Hollywood's cult of celebrity, it was streamed live over the internet and into every household in America, even across the world! People would remember it for years afterwards, keeping it alive through blogs and wo...
INTRODUCTION I hadn't intended to write this story yet – it was one that was in the back of my mind – but the recent attack on Camp Bastion in Afghanistan made me want to complete it. I just hope I haven't rushed it too much. I also hope it will be accepted as a very small tribute to those who serve their countries in faraway and dangerous places. Naturall...
A chance encounter was all it took, really. I stood behind the counter with my palms pressed against the tiled surface. I was – and still am – a barista at Manic Mondays, a local coffee shop in a Wisconsin college town. The population of the town itself was around 65,000, and roughly a sixth of that was the student body. I was a student myself, and we compri...