I'm no Sam Spade, that's for sure. I don't run a detective agency, I don't smoke (anymore) with an elan that makes women swoon and men cower, and I don't hang with only gorgeous babes. On the other hand, I do enjoy detective fiction and movies, most of all those that scatter the crumbs of clues along the way, so that the reader or watcher can try to match wi...
This series is a telling of stories about Don and Lisa from the Dueling Duets Series A word of explanation needs to be put in here, because this story has been rendered technically obsolete. There was a time - really, there was! - when the Internet didn't exist. There was no World Wide Web. There was no streaming media. And, believe it or not, there was no...
From my earlier story "Transition": j crawled up the steps behind Goddess Veronica. She stepped through the door and j followed on his hands and knees. She turned and as the door closed and the lock clicked, a passerby could have heard her say, "Get those clothes off, crawl back to the dungeon and get on the table face down with your feet hanging off the ta...
BFF's that slime together stay together. Ripley wants a turn. This is a sequel so it's best to read the first part Rachel's slimy good time. ***** Ripley pulled into Rachel's driveway glad to see her car parked outside. Ripley was near bursting with her good news and so wanted to share it with her BFF Rachel before she posted it on Facebook for the worl...
Early on a Tuesday evening in a trendy bar in central London, 2 women are having a drink together. The place is quite busy, but not crowded, and the women have one of the good tables by the window. The women are Americans on a short holiday together, a 4 day break from their usual routine back home in Chicago. They arrived pretty late last night and so this...
After about 20 minutes the bar seemed pretty much closed up, Erin heard the music stop a while ago and a few more people had come downstairs, they all basically ignored her. Soon Rick came down and stood in front of Erin and said "take off my pants." Erin silently leaned forward and undid them, the few girls in the room saw what was happening and left. "Get...
Chapter 6 "The first year of Danny and I's marriage was to put it in a word, bliss. He went to work for his father and I went back to school. I wanted to get my psychology degree and Danny supported this. It didn't seem like a night went by that we didn't make love. The only time he really left me alone was when it was that time of the month and I was kind...
Saturday morning. No classes today. The sky was blue, the sun was shining and I had nothing to do. I grabbed my guitar and figured I would head to the park, play for a few hours, maybe make enough in tips to buy myself some dinner and have a drink or two. I found a quiet corner of the park where no one else was playing. When you play classical guitar, it...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
This story is a work of fiction. It has an adult theme and is not intended for younger readers. Any similarities between actual persons, living or dead are coincidental. Chapter One "Mmmmmm. Wow. That felt so good." Lisa purred while sliding off of Jim's hips. Jim laid there seemingly contented to engage in a little post coital bliss. One of his favorite...