I rolled over and sighed contently, I rubbed the bed expecting a large, warm body where there was now an empty, cold spot. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, glancing at the clock I realised it was after 8, another long sleep; wonderful. I stretched and got up, sighing as I climbed out of the bed and put on one of his t-shirts before going and brushing my teeth. I...
Authors note: I think I got a bit adventurous with this Dark Angel story as you would have noted by my having Max travel to Boston for her current mission. Many of you comment on the fact that you love that I stick to the 'feel' of the TV series, and I don't want to stray from that too much. So while I'm changing the story somewhat to accommodate more sordid...
After spending the day training a group of engineers and staff up in Holbrook the other day, I met a few for drinks at a local lounge. The place started to fill up with a mixture of people. Some seemed to know one another and others just seemed to fit in. A few people came over to the table and the two men got up and shook hands, there was no introducing me...
Normally, I don't like 'dump and switch' stories. All too often, they seem like two independent stories latched together with little ties between them. However, this one evolved in that direction, so I tried to keep the connections. Pure fiction, it's story of a wife turned whore and the adoring husband who unconditionally loved her - a happy ending for one...
Try to imagine this. You come home from work, park your car in the garage, and walk through the door that connects the house to the garage as you call out "Honey, I'm home." The door closes behind you before you see two men with guns and next to them you see your frightened wife tied to one of the swivel stools at the breakfast bar that separates the kitchen...
I'll tell you a story about my ex-girlfriend Karen. She was my first real love and was twenty years old when this happened. God! I still can't believe what she did. We first met when she came to work in the offices of the Super-League rugby club where I was an up and coming young player. I'd just turned nineteen and thought I had a long career in the game a...
Chapter Six: Wedding Presents I was on an incredible high for a couple of days after my wedding. Like many bridegrooms on the day, I had felt very nervous, both about the day itself and the years of married life that stretched out before me. Only, I had a little more to be nervous about than many. It wasn't just my bride-to-be's contrasting virginal Catholi...
For four days Paige Turner kept quiet concerning her run in with Mark Rapier, her Mom's boyfriend. She couldn't tell her Father of his blackmail scheme without it devastating her Mother. Paula Turner was a recovering alcoholic as it was. One huge shock might ruin her sobriety. Paige couldn't live with herself if that should happen. Keeping quiet was tough....
Sam wheeled his new Audi S8 into the underground parking garage and waved at the attendant who lifted the gate to the executive parking area for him. Not for the first time did he wonder at the precise handling of the car. It felt so solid and strong, but it still turned and handled so smoothly and easily that it made navigating even a parking garage fun. T...
"Chocolate Marshmallow" "Good morning!" The pastor opened the door early Sunday morning, a tray of breakfast in hand. Ruth groaned as he put down the tray on the nightstand and opened the lilac curtains. "Yes, Sir, it's going to be a good Sunday. I can feel it. Something on the horizon is coming!" "Baby." Ruth stretched her arms and looked at her breakfa...