The expensive black leather pouch lay open on the floor. Its satin ribbon ties were undone and lay as waves on the sea of blue wool carpet. Ginny stared wide-eyed around the untidy room. The drawers from the oak sideboard were empty, their contents had been strewn across the floor. The oak box sat on the television, its lid lay on the floor. The content...
"Is he still alive?" she said. "Of course he is stupid!" another woman responded. "Let's roll him over." another woman exclaimed. "What the hell will that do?" he heard another. He tried to open his eyes to asses the situation, but when he did all he could make out were dark and light spots; then just darkness. He awoke and threw himself forward gaspin...
Johnny enjoyed the simple things in life. Pleasure and pain, his pleasure, someone else's pain. Born of money and neglected by his parents who were more worried about the latest jet set place to vacation, Johnny had little to guide his life toward a more fruitful way of living. The bottom line was Johnny cared little about anyone or anything. He became a wom...
As Camilla waited at home for Father Don Josiah to pick her up for their date on Wednesday night, she thought about the disturbances of her sleep, as well those of her lovers' sleep. She knew she had to be responsible: if Dr. Singh was right that Nigrovum had been feeding on the lusts of her dead lovers, as well as those of Miles Holland, Bob, Candice, and p...
Not much sex. It happens. A straight forward story of how one person may have dug deep to discharge her sense of obligation. This is a product of my imagination. Any resemblance of characters living of dead is purely coincidental. Maria "Hi, Bro!" "Hi, sis. Twice in one day. To what do I owe this honour?" "Remember Dad's old laptop? I took it after he di...
You may want to read the previous chapters first. There will be six chapters in all. A big 'Thank You' to Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. DG Hear Chapter 3 I was glad I went to see my sister. She was so happy to see me. I bought her some flowers and a card from the hospital store. I stayed with her for a couple of hours....
My wife Linda and I have known each other most of our lives. We grew up in the same small town living less than a quarter of a mile from each other. We went to the same schools together starting with kindergarten. In most stories of this type I would be telling you how she humiliated me at the Prom or how I saved her chastity at a wild party. Unfortunately...
Nick scanned across the lobby, sizing up the guests as they came and went from the elevators to the casino floor. The unctuous smile, ever present, concealed the contempt he held for the suckers that filled the casino in hopes of a quick buck. It was simple, the odds favored the house, not greatly, just slightly, just enough that if you played long enough, t...
As empty-nesters, Charles and Doris Graham, known to one and all as Charlie and Dorie, were looking forward to expanding their sexual horizons. Both are in their early 50's and in reasonably good shape. He is pushing 6 feet tall, broad-shouldered and well-proportioned, except for the extra weight he has put on above the belt. For exercise, he plays tennis on...
This story is not about cheating wives or cuckolded husbands. If that's your thing, you may prefer to read something else more titillating. Instead, my story concerns the relationship between two people who love each other, but who are struggling to deal with the cards life has dealt them. * * * Raucous laughter momentarily rose above the bland pop music s...