(It was summer 2007; a nineteen year old boy from Wyoming had found a 'FreezeTime Remote' in St Clair's Mall in Illinois. He discovered that it actually froze chronological time, and people became, and remained, living statues until the 'Regular Time' button was pressed. For some technical reason every living person froze except for the guy who was in char...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 15i: Another June Wedding Part 9 (Copyright 2001 by Paul. All rights reserved). All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * Spain 1937. Roland Wagstaffe. I awoke feeling cold, stiff and very sore. The lanterns had been turned down low giving just enough light to see by. The air was very heavy. The result of a lot of...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 15g: Another June Wedding Part 7 A Paul and Jenny story. (Copyright 2001 by Paul. All rights reserved). All events and characters are fictitious. * * * * * Spain 1937. Roland Wagstaffe. Roddrego could hardly stand let alone walk by the time we slid down the opposite side of the hill. I couldn't tell whether his ankle was s...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 14k: Back to Egypt Part 11 A Paul and Jenny story. Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved. All events and characters are fictitious. No resemblance to any institution, or person live or dead, is intended. * * * * * Paul. I spent twenty minutes in the market and a further twenty minutes visiting Ian in the Hospital. I ha...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 14g: Back to Egypt Part 07 Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved. All events and charters are fictitious. * * * * * "Is their anybody there?" I called a second time. Jenny held my hand as we listened for a response. The silence was total inside these high walls. We walked through the archway and along by the side of t...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 14b: Back to Egypt Part 02 Chapter 5. (Linda). Cairo. December 1971. I grunted out loud as Ian thrust particularly hard into my cunt. What he may lack in finesse he more than made up for in power and stamina. I wrapped my legs around him with my heels on his ass cheeks. I placed my feet flat on the bed and tried to raise my hi...
As I approached our designated meeting place, I scanned the busy street. It was teeming with people, cars, noise and lights. I looked in many faces but didn't see his. Then I heard my name, and suddenly he was in front of me, as if out of nowhere. Mechanically we hugged. Our previous conversations had invested the gesture with significance. We were both self...
It was a beautiful day, at the height of summer, and Jessica enjoyed the feel of the balmy breeze coming in through the French windows, which was caressing her naked body. Alone in her morning drowsiness she pulled aside the silken sheets, crumpled and bearing the signs of the night's passion, and allowed the fresh air to brush gently over her soft velvet fl...
Rob, one of my wife's friend's sons, called to our house the other day. Apparently he was struggling to find work and he was desperate to earn some money for a rock concert his mates were going to and Bev's friend had told him that Bev had said she needed to get her car washed and the garden tidied but didn't have the time. So there he was, bucket and sponge...
Kate had woken up just as the birds had started their dawn chorus. She lay in bed for a while listening to her husband Stuart sleeping, while idea's floated in and out of her brain. The early morning hang over had done little to dampen her quiet excitement in finding her mystery watcher. In the shower she tried to come up with a list of possible people that...