In a sleep rough voice, Alex answers her ringing telephone, "Yes?" "Alex Reardon, please," the female caller asks. Not caring to offend the caller, Alex does not clear her throat, although the temptation to do so is great. "Yes, may I help you?" "I am calling for confirmation of the 10:30 appointment with Mr. Aeolus P. Cerigo." "Yes, I can confirm that t...
Editor's Note: As this story deals with the tracking of a serial killer, it contains couple of scenes of violence necessary to the plot. If this offends you, please read no further. * * * * * The phone rang and startled him from a sound sleep. Wearily, he reached for the receiver, "Hello?" and he adjusted his eyes to the dark room. It was the station, "L...
Anyone engaged in sexual activity is 18 or older. This may have fit in erotic couplings but in the end, it was more about finding love one more time, therefore I went with the romance category. ***** Linda Altmont sat across from my desk telling me what a rotten prick her husband is, she's late twenties, maybe early thirties, average in most ways. Not t...
Jen Parks was an average woman in her own standards. She was never perfect, but she always tried to become the best woman she could be. She prided herself in the way she could tie her hair off perfectly. She prided herself in the way that she could hold a stern jaw in the face of a trial. She even took pride in the way that she kept control of her weight and...
On the day he believed he would begin getting rich, Mel Ott walked into the fancy office building and took the elevator to the floor Atherton and Son Investment Services was located on. He walked into Atherton's office and noticed that a different secretary was sitting behind the desk today. There was a young guy in a suit sitting in one of the chairs, readi...
Chapter 2 Meeting a Hero This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. After about a month in the Hospital, I was cycled back to the U.S. for rehab therapy and medically retired from the Marines. Flying home again for the first time since my reserve unit was activated, I was glad to exc...
My Senior year in High School turned out to be much better than I had ever hoped. I was one of the older kids in my grade as I turned 18 during the summer before my Senior year. I have always had an attraction to older woman and this was before the term MILF was ever coined. I guess I was a MILF admirer. This is my story of two teachers I had my final year i...
NB: All characters and reference to real places and historical names are meant to be used in purely fictitious ways. This is a work of fiction and bears no resemblance to any person alive or dead. Prologue Legend tells of the Florentine poet, Dante Alighieri whose love for Beatrice led him on a spiritual journey to help him see the errors of his way. His...
Abigail followed Emilia through a heavy security door and into the long hallway that opened to the offices. During the entire length of the corridor, she kept stealing glances at Emilia's outfit. After a few quick turns, Emilia stood before a wooden door, knocked twice and opened it when a man's voice told them to enter. The morning sun illuminated the spa...
I stood outside my apartment door, dressed only in a coat and heels. I was trembling and sniffling. I was humiliated, ashamed and scared. The door to my apartment opened and my two friends were looking at me. They had to notice that I was wearing a coat, which I had not had when I left to do my dare. Hands grabbed me and hustled me inside. I slumped against...