When I woke the next morning, Meagan was gone. I later found out she'd gone to get cleaned up and changed into fresh scrubs to start her shift. Camille came out of the small bathroom in my hospital room fully dressed and ready to go to the airport. "Good morning, beautiful," I said, inclining my bed to talk to her better. "Good morning, stud," she said, c...
I heard her heels clack across the floor as she moved around dusting the table in my condo. "Monsieur your feet." She wasn't even close to being French. In fact I knew more french than she did... but she was doing a excellent job of keeping my condo clean. I reached down and tapped my coffee cup and watched her balance herself on the 4 inch heels she had br...
1. We Arrive in Montana It was Wednesday afternoon, July 1, and my wife and I were on the second leg of our flight between Salt Lake City and Butte, Montana, when she surprised me by whispering something very surprising in my ear. "Cal, how would you like me to do a little sexual adventuring while we're in Butte?" We were flying to this small Montana city...
Chapter 7 - The Assistant Kat said in an astonished tone, "You fucked his father and his stepmother. What a family! What a boyfriend! I want to go up to Boston on one of your trips so I can join in." Edie laughed, "Me too. That sounded like such a fun weekend -- romantic and sex filled. I assume you made a good impression on his parents." Amber laughed, "...
As I checked the new e-mail, there was one with a strange address I had never seen before. I opened it up and started to read it. To: "Tran Mei-Ling" From: "WonderNerd Cafe" Subject: We took your advice Date sent: xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx Dear Mei-Ling: I am writing from an internet café in Hawaii so that should explain the strange e-mail address. I w...
It is hard to identify the exact starting point of my peccadillo. It is also hard to put a precise label on it. Exhibitionism comes closest. But it isn't exactly exhibitionism, at least not the way I generally see the word being used. I don't think of myself as an exhibitionist because I have never really enjoyed exhibiting myself to others. At least I have...
Charlie and Stephanie were your average American couple. Except, of course, for the 2.5 kids and the white picket fence part. They decided long ago in their relationship that they wanted a different life from the typical families they grew up around in Midwest America. There was nothing wrong with that path, they just felt like life had too many opportunitie...
Nuha checked the calibration on her instruments and ran a diagnostic test to make sure what she saw was no instrument failure. There really was a faint signal in the background. She sat back and sighed, running her fingers through her curly brunette hair. It must be coming from some radio station or something, she figured. There were still plenty of people w...
It was late, around 10pm, when my plane finally landed in Cedar Rapids. After 4 hours of sitting on the runway in Chicago while they fixed a faulty flap or did something with one of the wings, I was ready to stretch my legs and eager to get off the damn plane. Looking out the window I could tell it was a humid day in Iowa, and I could feel my sweat glands re...
Chapter 5 The Interlude "Hello, Rick," the tall Englishman greeted me. "It's been quite a while, hasn't it?" "It has, Harold. Twelve years almost. You were with Interpol, on loan from your city police. Birmingham, wasn't it?" "That's right. I'd just started there and you were working with us on the human smuggling file. I wish I could say we put a stop to...