This isn't a story about a police interrogation team; the title refers to me, Brad Owen, at different times in my life. I guess most people are born "good guys." According to my parents I was a good guy until my teens. Then I became haughty, immodest, arrogant, whatever you want to call it because I achieved national success in the sport/art of fencing, and...
Dear readers, this chapter features quite a few references to people, events, and places in the Lost in Eros series. If you've read that, I hope you enjoy these callbacks. If you haven't, please consider this an invitation to read this story from the beginning. In any case, I hope you enjoy this story either way. 8. The Tribal Queen, the New Sheriff, & Stor...
"Natalie are you sure about this?" "You worry way too much Evelyn, this will be fun! Don't forget to bring your cards, just in-case you want to bid on one of the men. It is all for charity you know." "Well if anything... embarrassing happens, I'm blaming you." "Nothing is going to go wrong. In fact, you might just thank me when the evening is over. Now le...
From THE ORCHARD OF INFINITE DELIGHT - PART ONE The orgasm was huge, overpowering. I collapsed on to my stomach, my hand clasping my groin to prolong the sensation. After a while I was aware of Evelyn's voice, softly beside my ear. "Thank you for being so trusting. I wanted it to be special for you." "Special doesn't do it justice," I said. "But what abou...
I'm a 32 years old self-employed engineer specialized in ventilation, a married guy with two kids. We are an almost average Scandinavian family, living in a county capital. My pretty wife Evelyn wasn't my first choice and I wasn't her first choice either. We dated for a while and when she got pregnant we married. However, our marriage wasn't bad in any way a...
Hello everyone. This is a story that imagines what it might be like to have a substitute body. ~~~ For years a brilliant scientist named Butch Johnson, whose body had been totally disabled by a neurological disease, used his big brain in collaboration with two engineer buddies of his named Bill and Steve. Their goal was to come up with a way for people wi...
Click. Click. Click. Coach Blue opened his eyes and immediately found that he was salivating. He reached to his mouth with the back of his hand and realized that the clicking sound was coming from his watch; he had had his hand right in front of his face and was lying down face-first on the couch in his office. As he sat up and wiped the excess drool from...
12. Return to Eros Dinner went well, with the fact that Evelyn was an entirely new factor helping to distract from the way Don was being oddly fuzzy about how his teaching and life (here in this world) had been going lately as well as any tension Tascha was introducing to the mix. Internally, Tascha was a roiling ball of stress. She had put off telling Sara...
Evelyn sat back in her chair and smiled a charmingly wicked smile which made her eyes seem to almost dance in the soft fire-light of the room. A thin wisp of her blond hair fell over her right eye and she brushed it back seductively. The soft satin material of her robe fell slightly open where it lay between her breast and she seemed to ignore it as she cont...
This is my most difficult story to date; difficult to write, difficult to read. The sex is intense; the violence, more so. Most men will not have the patience to sit through it; it takes too long to get to "the good parts". Most women will not have the stomach for it; in places, it hits too close to home. I don't know whom that might leave as an audience, bu...