We last left this story with Chip and Dani headed off to Chip's bed. After Chip and Dani!%*#ed and they were laying there with Chip spooning Dani. "Hey, Dani, you can't spend the night. Wendy will freak." "Yeah, I know. I gave her permission to #@¡! you. She didn't seem to reciprocate and say I could be fuc%ed by you." "Well, go home and show her your non...
As a kid, James Patterson always loved Halloween. I mean, what kid doesn't love Halloween? Of course, there is the obvious -- lots of candy. Next, you're going out "trick or treating" with your friends and you get to be noisy and raucous. You get to wear a fun costume and see what your friends are wearing. You sometimes stay out past your bedtime. Did I men...
I had watched them bring him in, even had watched the news reports on him before that. This strange man that brought new levels to the term insane and yet at the same time, caring, the story of how he was caught circulated freely in my circle of colleagues. All of them wanted to be his doctor, and yet none volunteered besides my offer to doctor him. I was fl...
**Author's Note: I wrote this in an afternoon. This is my first ménage. ******** "C'mon, V." "No way." "Are you scared?" Sylvia goaded pushing her hard lemonade into Violet's hands. "You afraid of ghosts?" Violet and Sylvia stood in the shadow of the old temple of Eros that stood stoic even in ruins in the silver moonlight. "It looks like it's going t...
Paul sat nude at the oak desk, sipping Chablis while re-reading Gwen's e-mail. He smiled as she related the most intimate and mundane aspects of her life and Paul hung on every word. His manhood twitched in anticipation of opening the six attachments, Gwen's P.S. had simply said: enjoy the glamour pics! Ha ha! The lovely transsexual grinned coquettishly, a...
We meet outside the restaurant and I kiss you on the cheek. Your body feels good against me and your scent fills my nostrils and drives me crazy already. Your dress clings in all the best places, gripping your breasts and cupping your buttocks like I want to. What is it satin, silk? I don't know, who cares! It's a gorgeous powder blue, long enough to be de...
A Rough Start I hate my husband. He is worthless no-count trailer trash. I, at least, come from old Louisiana farming people. Ten years ago, I was all of fifteen when a spring fling with the then good-looking pitcher for our local American Legion baseball team left me pregnant. We ended up at the alter marrying under the disapproving gazes of our families...
Chapter 1 Wilson McRae had come to the city to find a good-paying job because his parents had financially assisted his brother, eight years his senior, into taking over the family beef rearing and cropping farm. They agreed it was unfair but said their decision was based on ensuring a retirement income from the farming profits, shared 50-50 between his pa...
This is the second of 6 separate stories that was taken from a much larger piece. They take place on the same day, at the same time, during the same snow storm. Since each is a story all its own, it doesn't matter which one you read first. WK * Gino Maretti smiled as he hung up the phone. So many people had called out for his shift, that they canceled it....
Because we prefer to keep late hours, I always took afternoon classes on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays. This spring semester, my last class ended at 5. I would then return to my office, collect my things, and go home. Sometimes, a student would want to talk to me after class, and we might proceed to my office. A door led from the main hall into another h...