Sara was a 20 year old bottle blond, she was my son's ex girlfriend but as they had been together for so long they were still friends and Sara and my wife used to go on shopping trips together or out clubbing which meant she spent quite a lot of time in my house. Although she was a bit dim I had always liked Sara, maybe because she had the most wonderful 40...
To all the literary minded folk out there, apologies for my previous two stories without quotation marks. I hope you will find this story to be grammatically correct. I have to say that I really DO appreciate the feedback though, how else can we learn. Many thanks and enjoy... * Somehow, sometime, I must have fucked up BIG TIME! Why, do you ask? Well, let...
At a dinner party, a female friend of mine once confessed an amusing event that happened to her on an airplane. She had been flying alone, Economy Class, from London to San Francisco, and was sat next to a small, overweight, middle-aged man. The cabin lights were dimmed for that strange time period when flight attendants arbitrarily decide it is bedtime (reg...
The flower brilliantly gleams with an exotic sense to it, but now darkness looms over... his best friends flower. Perhaps there's an illumination soon to be shed; or perhaps it will be snuffed out. Only time will tell. Would Clovis stop this? The answer was clear. Crystal Clear. No, he wouldn't. Instead, he clutched at her golden locks and began pumpi...
Mr. Harold G. Wolfe was a fair man. He had a reputation as an old fashioned up standing man with high morals. He was harsh too. Harsh, cold, and, when he needed to be, cruel. Everybody knew this. Most of all though Jennifer Hall and Samuel Colbridge knew this. If you did your job he was good to you. He would look after you. If you did anything that he percei...
High school was finally over! I couldn't have been happier. For the first time I was looking toward the future with the plans I had made. I had to decide between going with the arts and dance or into the math and science. Luckily I had a head on my shoulders and realized that dancing is a young girls game so I went for math. I was enrolled in the undergrad p...
A Night in Istanbul Buck Jones Back in the day.... Randy and I arrived in Istanbul that evening from the base, anticipating yet another adventure into that venerable city. We were alone together, not taking a room, knowing we would meet Mehmet, our local connection, somewhere sometime. However, we searched in vain for Mehmet throughout that city with the...
The forest was dense, thick branches hid the way ahead forcing the four women to push through gaps that weren't really there as the foliage scraped and scratched them, making life very uncomfortable. "This can't be the way, there's something wrong" said Minerva from behind the leader, Carandar. "This is the way the stone's pointing, so why don't you shut up...
I remember it like it was yesterday...it was a vacation I would never forget. Not in a million years... You probably won't believe me if I told you what happened...but I know it did. It would be a day I would treasure for as long as I live. I guess I should start at the beginning... You can call me 'Jason'. That's not my real name, but for the sake of my...
"Quit whining you brat. What's a little prune in your juice?" cackled Trinity McGuire, the house maid and past Nanny of the LeGend lineage. Nina LeGend Sabastian squealed at the stench of skunk urine still lingering from her pores. Not even the home remedy of twenty gallons of canned tomato juice covering her body could dispel its flavor. The fact that the...