This story is the product of a diseased and febrile mind. As such, it is fiction. Having said that; All my stories are true, even the ones I make up. Copyright 2007 L_D_Darrow I wish to thank hammer17 for taking the time to edit my offering. All mistakes are mine solely, whether planned or not. * I was really starting to hate my boss. Up till now I thoug...
John lay there next to the woman that he had just met hours earlier. He had just met her at the school where he had been working for an electrical contractor. He’d traveled a lot but he had never had any sexual experiences like this. There had never been anything happen to him back in Kansas like it had there. He loved Washington and now that he had met Tamm...
Amanda, who was still stark naked, shivered as she stood in front of the Police Chief's desk. Two male cops were holding Amanda's handcuffed arms and positioned Amanda so she had her back to the open doorway. As the Chief examined the poor girl's breasts and pussy, her bare ass was still on display to all the people in the lobby. Then Christina entered the o...
Vice Cop: The Beginning New York City, 1985 Hudson Banach's Polish father had been a cop in the post-World War IIdays, a Poznan, and he had retired years ago to start a family in America. He told Hudson of his many experiences in those often dangerous times whenItaly was just coming off its darkest days. His stories and accounts were full ofintrigue and ad...
The limits of power. What an odd thing for someone like myself to ponder. My name is Anthony Saint-Pierre and I'm a six-foot-one, lean and athletic Black male in his mid-twenties living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. A proud member of the Haitian-American community. Currently, I'm a patrol officer with the Massachusetts State Police. It's my second ye...
Do you have a hobby that most people just don't understand? Maybe you like drag racing. Or perhaps you're mad about football, hockey, wrestling or soccer. Perhaps you consider rugby or mountain climbing to be the highlight of your life. It's more than a hobby for you, it's a passion. You cannot do without it. You experience withdrawal or something. Yeah, tha...
Being eighteen has been the most exciting time of my life. The last year of high school, doing fun stuff legally - except drink, of course - and looking forward to college could not be more exciting. The only downsides were missing my father, who was killed by a drunk driver two years ago, and my boyfriend Brandon sent to Europe as part of our school's exch...
Detective Sarah Hauser of the Johannesburg Metropolitan Police Department sighed deeply as she watched the medical tech zip up the body bag. There goes another one, she thought grimly. The body belonged to Claire Adewale, a Nigerian-born and Oxford-educated businesswoman working for Excelsior Enterprises here in Gauteng. Just like all the others, Adewale's b...
It was mid afternoon when I heard the wail of a police siren. I looked in my rear view mirror and saw a cop car, but there was something different about it. That should have been my first clue. I eased my car to a halt and stepped out. From the police car a figure emerged casting a sexy shadow. It was a female cop, except her dress was ultra short and she...
Chapter One - Half n' Half Michelle Clooney stood on the windy cold street corner; it was gloomy, with most of the streetlights either deliberately broken to mask the street crime or simply blown and not replaced by a City Council that was going broke. The flickering neon signs of the titty-bars, greasy spoons, porno palaces, and sex shops reflecting off th...