"I'll take my coffee on the terrace thank you Brabinger" "Very well Lady Archer" Lady Helen Archer stood politely as the waiter moved her chair discreetly back allowing her to depart from her table. It was Tuesday and the country club was full of the usual suspects. She counted three Earls, a Duke and at least four Mistress's as she made her way to the ter...
NOTE: Sorry for the delay, guys, but I had to rewrite practically all of the first two chapters. You'll be happy to find over half of this section is one long sex scene, though. I hope that– and chapter 1 of the Beast story– makes up for the wait! (Chapter 2 of Sleeping Beast will be up next week, btw.) FAIR WARNING: There's some non-sexual violence in Ch. 2...
Author's Note: Most names and times have been changed. Some of this is true. And yes, the title was inspired by that old Guns n' Roses song. * The phone rang, shaking me out of an afternoon doze. Still tasting the Jack Daniel's from this Friday's "lunch", I answered it as I untangled the wire. This was a few years ago. Phones had wires and plugged into the...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. * An old saying says, "Some engagements end happy and others with marriage." For eight years after my marriage I was convinced that I was a lucky guy who had succeeded in finding the perfect combination of happiness and marriage. Then I had serious doubts. My wife Ellinore and I were a couple with quite diffe...
************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan February 2016 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. *********...
She was a sleek little Platinum blond, small, but almost doll-like in her physical perfection. She was one of those women that has runway model beauty from head to toe. Her hair was fashionably long; her face was beautiful rather than just pretty and her breasts were small, but not unattractively so. He had called a friend who was a real estate broker, loo...
They dredged Harry's body from the sea on a Sunday, a month to the day after he'd disappeared. Babs and I were there when the police called round to Erica's to tell her that they'd found a body. 'You want us to come down with you?' I said. Erica shook her head. 'You've done enough already,' she said. 'I'll be fine.' 'Call us,' I said. We watched through...
After Laura's wedding, people split in all directions. The newlyweds headed for St. Thomas in the Virgins, to sail and enjoy each other's bodies in the warm Caribbean sun. My parents, who had just been to England for a walking trip along Hadrian's Wall, decided to stay home and be domestic. Roberta, my cousin from California, wanted to try New England skiing...
Los Angeles, California, 1992 It's ironic that LA is known as the City of Angels. Work the streets and you see there is nothing angelic about it. It's a Gemini; the LA that tourists love, and the LA that cops know. Now Detective Bobby Morgan, a fifteen year vet, worked with seven other officers in the NGH Unit, working cases with three consistent elements;...
A 'thank you' goes out to readers who have checked for updates regularly and gotten in touch. Despite being plagued by a combination of work overload and some doubts over beliefs in creativity after a minor saga (in relation to a sequel posted on this site), outofshadows is back. Inspiration tends to strike at the oddest of times and this new story is my eff...