The following is my take on GeorgeAnderson's epic Sept. 11, 2020 tale, "February Sucks," and is presented here with his permission -- many thanks to GeorgeAnderson for allowing me to do this. If you haven't read his story yet, I encourage you to do so. When I first read this story, I was already neck-deep in "A Father's Justice" and had another story alread...
Authors note: As very special favor for some very special friends, I've been asked to resubmit a couple of my older stories once listed under Thesandman. It is not my intention to submit all or many of my older works, but for those who have truly supported and appreciated my writing over the years, I have relented to do so. Additionally, I will not turn voti...
**** The following story is a spinoff from "The Book of David". This story assumes you know the primary characters from it, so background explanations on them will be brief, if at all. Familiarity with that story *IS* a requirement, although you needn't have read it recently. But if you haven't already read it at all, don't bother trying to read this one....
6. Senior Payne's The Northwood Academy debate team went to Southeast Regional Debate Championships at the end of the fall semester of her Payne's senior year. Payne and her partner Agnes were to present the rebuttals for their four-member team. Agnes was not beautiful, but she was far from being ugly. They had been through many debates together. Each added...
The clock on the bookcase chimed 3 just as I finished the last sip of the Scotch I was drinking. I took a moment to savor the last little bit of flavor, the 35 year old Glen Garioch was too good not to. Putting the latest offering from Tom Clancy on the table next to my chair, I got up to change. I placed the empty glass in the sink as I passed by, and then...
This is it! The Grand Finale! If you've made it this far, well, what's another 20,000 words amongst friends? Enjoy! Tim and Taylor have hosted three wild sex parties with their friends. Not all of them intentionally. Last time, it ended with all three couples fucking other people, despite a strict embargo on doing so. All of this was supposed to help the c...
"Mr. Stewart? You ready to go, sir?" "You bet. Lead the way!" The 96-year old man didn't need a walker, and only used a cane when he expected to have to walk enough to cause age-related aches and pains. This trip to Washington DC was one of those times, so he grabbed it, stood up, and made his way toward the waiting jet. "Good morning," they heard a fligh...
Ok, folks... as promised, here's the next chapter. It isn't quite as long as I thought it was going to be, but long enough. I spent a fair amount of time editing, adding a bit here, taking out a bit there, which explains why it took so long; I'm introducing some new people, too, so bear with me. As usual, I fully expect to piss off some liberals, but to be h...
(There is no sex in this conclusion.) ******************** John Watson sat quietly, an untouched cup of coffee before him, gazing out the kitchen window at the gently swaying limbs and leaves of the aspen. He again glanced at the calendar on the wall, recognizing that it was exactly one year since the final divorce decree had been granted and the pain in h...
Wednesday 1900 hours She moved across the crowded bar with a feline fluidity that would have been called graceful or elegant on a pretty woman. With Margo the word most often used to describe her movements was lethal. She was a mountain of a woman; nearly six foot one and she packed nearly two hundred pounds of muscle on that frame. Her legs were long and h...