I know it is very old stoy, but I read it now and wanted to write my continuation on story 'Something we need to talk about' by nici. If you think it was waste of time writing on that old story no need to read it, ignore it. Dont be to harsh while judging. No Sex. Jonathan sitting there on chair thinking about what lawyer had said to him. He was in dilemm...
INTRODUCTION A week out of college, graduating with a Master's of Science in Information Technology with specialization in web development, Kevin Crichton decided he didn't wish to work in computer technology because his interest in the plodding ways and precision of its application had declined. He knew he ought to have studied fast cars and how to design...
Hey everyone, long time reader, first time writer here! Before leaving you to the story, just wanted to mention a couple of things; since English is not my first language, I would like to get as much feedback on grammar, spelling and structure of sentence as possible. Of course, any pointers you can give me on the actual content of the story is more than wel...
Who needed sleep? Calliope Cruz had remained awake the rest of the night. After coming off an all time high in arresting Renaldo Cartucci she waltzed right into the clutches of a new adversary. One far worse if his words rang true. Threats made, promises of reward following them. Confusing times these last five hours. Eying her alarm clock she sighs heavily...
Luck has everything to do with success. Some call it divine intervention. Natural abilities are nothing without the coincidences on which a life turns. It also matters who you know. In my case I stumbled onto some good people. Finally. In my darkest hour, hiding from every single person on the planet, I got a lifeline. ********* Then one foggy Christmas Ev...
INTRODUCTION In a near-filled church, Conrad and Lydia Fitzgerald held hands while watching their youngest daughter Bella at the altar in the process of being married to Fergus McDuff. The youngsters had met unromantically, being arrested for drunkenness. When they appeared in Court next morning they were let off by the Judge who probably remembered his ow...
Before reading this little adventure, please read The Weekend (Part I) which was originally intended as a stand-alone story and I have changed slightly at the suggestion of several readers in order to extend and complete the tale of our heroine. There is not a great deal of graphic sexual shenanigans in this absolute figment of my imagination, so if you ar...
Preface: My wife and I were driving south on one of the highways that connect our home with one of our married children when we passed by one of the community funeral homes. Now it's not normally a busy thoroughfare, and it wasn't that day either, but the parking lot at the home was burgeoning with freshly washed cars and that was not normal. I asked my...
Thank you, Dawnj, for editing! This was supposed to be a short one. Oh well, you'll have to bear with me for some time. ***** Rumour had it that June Faversham was a slut. She was a one, it was said - wild, and an easy lay, in for anything. She was a girl who would use and discard boyfriends at will. It was also said she would never say no. Feeling horny?...
"Two queens, impressive. Unfortunately not quite as impressive as three kings, I must say. I win another hand, which of course means you'll have to show me those two lovely queens of yours, young lady. Take off your bra." The young woman in question growled as she grimaced down at her losing hand of cards. "You have to be cheating." "Innocent until proven...