She knew she shouldn't be taking the short cut through the back roads, but if she didn't make it to her destination in the next five minutes, she could kiss that new job good bye. Diane had been driving for three hours to make it to this interview and had less than five minutes until she would be there. "I can make it," Diane said to herself. "I have to mak...
Authors Note The Second Book in the I Am Jake's Mom Saga Update from Book 1: Brandon has just had the best sex of his life; the only problem is: it was in Mrs. Moore's exquisitely sexy body - and he had it with his college nemesis Mike. Now he's Mrs. Moore, alone, in her mansion, and to top it off, he has agreed to meet Mike later tonight. The mysterious b...
My wife Barbara is in her mid-50s, although through eating a healthy diet and years of dedicated workouts, she could, and does, pass for 10-15 years younger. Since she passed menopause, she has had a major problem with vaginal dryness and thinning of the membranes in the walls of her vagina. This makes intercourse very painful, and she has essentially given...
Chapter 1: THE INTERROGATION Description: I work as a secretary at the General's office in the **** barracks of North Queensland. One day two masked and hooded men broke in and violently interrogated me. Body: The day was pleasant enough. The General was away and I was sorting through correspondence at his desk when suddenly two masked soldiers burst in...
"Son, you're being unreasonable." From across the room where he stood next to the small mahogany bar in his father's office, Damon Moore let out a bracing breath and began making himself a drink with steady, practiced ease. It was only about four in the afternoon, but the sun was nearly set so he splashed in half a finger more than his usual; it was going t...
Joshua Moore rubbed his eyes and sat up in bed feeling unusually groggy. He laid for a minute and then decided to get going. He slipped on a pair of jeans and a t-shirt and headed downstairs for breakfast. Josh was greeted by his mother making breakfast in kitchen as usual. Josh was only 20 and he still lived at home with his mom and his 2 sisters. His older...
It was a warm evening, the temperature in the low 80s. An occasional breeze wafted through the window causing the curtains to flutter sporadically. The kitchen clock, mounted on the opposite wall, ticked the minutes away, sounding loud in the stillness of the room. Ken Weber noticed neither the breeze nor the clock, his thoughts were inward, confused, angr...
I've had some great feedback from the first couple of chapters and I really appreciate anything the readers of this story (or any of my stories) have to say on what I can do to improve my writing. Except for the guy who commented on chapter 2, accusing me of being a rapist and a chicken interferer. That was weird. Enjoy. * I sat at my desk massaging my te...
Moore walked towards his favourite alcove, feeling the same mixture of relief and joy that he noticed always persisted a few hours after his shift ended. The interior of the club was its usual self: dark but not blinding, cold but not freezing and quiet save for the lowered voices of the other patrons (almost all of whom were his colleagues and all of whom w...
The first day at a new job always feels like the first day at a new school. You're "the new kid." Everyone will do one of two things. They'll pretend not to notice you, when in reality all they're doing is talking about you behind your back, or they'll try and be friendly. It's not a big deal to me, and considering how often I've changed jobs in the past few...