The dark clouds filled the sky and the smell of rain was heavy in the air as the motorcycle pulled into the sixties era motel. On the outside it looked neat even though it was dated. Any port in a storm as the saying goes. The couple on the bike got off and he headed into the office to check in. They were both in their mid forties and made for an attractive...
Thomas Kruger clicked on the link. It was another spam email, just like all the other spam emails he had received. Usually he deleted them out of hand, except this time he clicked on the link. It was different from all the other emails he had received. This was no ad for male enhancement, free porn, or requests for bank info from rich Nigerians. It didn’t...
Case Study; Kathleen. By Dr. Susan P. Sharp My name is Dr. Susan P. Sharp and I am a praticing family therapist with over thirty years of clinical and private practice in marital and family counselling. I was formerly an adjuct professor at Rutgers Graduate School of Social Services and still lecture practicing counselling professionals. For the last ten y...
The armored-transport vehicle rocked slightly as it struck an abandoned car on the edge of a massive ghetto called The Labyrinth; a dense, vertical wasteland of hollowed out factories, gang controlled apartment buildings, and miles of derelict subway lines. The armored-transport vehicle, more affectionately called a 'Turtle' by the UNABU soldiers inside, was...
Chapter 1 It was lunchtime before I noticed the date. April 17th. Our third anniversary was just a month away. That realization brought with it a flood of emotions. The first was recalling my long-held belief that I would never get married. I laughed as I thought back on how strongly and how often I'd made that vow to myself. In many respects, I was your ty...
The family were engrossed in the nitroglycerine scene of "War Wagon" when the phone rang. Vicki rushed to answer it, hoping that it would mean Tyler and the other deputies had caught Dinah. "Thank you. Yeah, it's not ideal, but I should have seen it coming. Prison is no picnic for child molesters, from what I've heard. That's probably even truer of women's...
They had worked together in the same department at the same company for almost ten years before he moved on to another job. Vicki was five years older than Neil and she was married at the time, albeit not happily, and divorce was only a matter of time. Neil was single, conservative and straight as an arrow. He always had viewed her as a curiosity, but never...
Chapter Eight EPILOG NOTE: Here is the final chapter in this relatively long narrative. I hope you have enjoyed it. It seems like I've gotten to know these characters over the past several months and will miss them in many ways. On the other hand, it will also be good to move on to something new. As always, I appreciate constructive criticism that will he...
The first thing Dylan felt when he rolled out of bed was his head. It throbbed. On top of that, his legs felt like he had run a marathon, his back felt like he had fought a tiger, and his cock was sore. Two aspirin, a warm shower, and a bowl of cereal later, he felt his body begin to reassemble itself. It was near to noon and he checked his messages on his p...
This is a story of romance. There is sexual activity in this story, but it takes time to get there. ***** David had a long day at work and decided to unwind a little before heading home. He drove downtown and stopped at a pub downtown. He walked into the pub and took a seat at the bar. The pub was really busy. Most of the people in the pub were wearing dr...