He woke early, as usual, to the sun streaming in through the gap where the curtains didn't quite meet. He heard the sound of the waves in the distance and tried to rid himself of the unwanted thoughts of the lady he had met, with the pendulous breasts and generous bum, riding him cowgirl style. He hadn't seen her since their impromptu breakfast and magical...
Once upon a time in the magical land of Paradisia. . . Um, Mr. Narrator sir? What the fuck is it this time Brian? Mr. Pell asked me to inform you that we don't have any money in the budget this year to set a story in Paradisia. Motherfucker! He sends a fucking intern to tell me we're over budget! Where the fuck am I supposed to set this story, Liverpool?...
He met Rose in the park across from the headquarters building. She brought the Walmart bag with his clothes from the previous day. "So do I kiss you, or pretend we didn't have sex last night?" he asked. "We didn't have sex last night," she said emphatically. "Okay, if you feel like you need to deny it, I will play along," he said....
We were way out in the country. I knew that from things he'd casually told me. But I also knew it was hobby farm, gentrified country, five acre lots pigeon holed for the upper middle class and above, who wanted to raise their babies away from the mean city streets. I knew most of the trees on the hundred or so acres had been cut down so the new owners could...
Hi, folks. How's it going? Right now, I am standing over the body of someone I just killed. And quite frankly, I'm disgusted. The weird things that happen in this life never cease to amaze me, folks. Seriously. Even being who and what I am, the freaky stuff is a little much. My name is Thomas James Guillaume and by all appearances, I'm a rather wholesome you...
I started dating Janie during school and we stayed on campus when the semester ended. She was a real cutie; dark hair usually up in a sprig, glasses, flannel shirts and jeans with a pair of combat boots. I knew she was into some weird stuff, but so was I, and anyway that's society today. One can't afford to be judgmental. At least, I tried not to be. "Have...
It had begun as just a Saturday job. Her boss, Greg had asked her to accompany his lawyer brother, Simon, to take notes, filing etc as he visited his bevy of illustrious "clients". Kate had jumped at the chance. The money would come in handy. Simon was an overweight, sweating type with a comb over and curry stains on his tie. His clientele were all in priso...
This is the next part in a story involving my wife, her mother and I. In the earlier part of this tale, I explained about my frustrating relationship with my wife and her mother, but there may be a little light at the end of the tunnel. In May 2004 I suffered from a viral infection, and as a result, one side of my face was paralysed. I was told that I had...
Some time ago, the historic Fort Jefferson National Monument was purchased by the mysterious investment organization known as the MAGI-Group. Hardly anyone had any idea what the acronym stood for, let alone actually knew what an acronym was. In secrecy, the word hid an intricacy of layered consulting interactions throughout the vast U.S. intelligence network...
I never had any interest in German men, but my German friend Dagmar had fucked a fair number of good ones so I figured they couldn't all be bad. On my current rampage of international fucking, I figured one German should at least be added to the mix. After all, I had spent two weeks in Frankfurt and hadn't fucked once. Carme and I went out with my new Cost...