Every man, woman, child and anyone else over the of eight has heard the word "sex" and wondered about it. Children hear it described as something awesome and wonderful from their parents, the media, their friends, and a host of other places. Advertisements on billboards show virile men and exotic women hawking a product or idea. So, "What is it really?" In...
Buck and Gloria set up camp and then Buck made coffee and as they sipped listening to the river running over rocks into Skipper's Pool he said, "Would you like to have sex now?" "Yes." "Then get your condoms." "I haven't any with me. I assumed if you were anxious for sex you would have tooled up." "No." "So you think it's a woman's responsibility?" He...
Lakeside was a hive of activity as alterations were made, signs were written and preparations underway for the 'Nostalgia' evening. Gerald advised and helped too. I hadn't ever seen such enthusiasm in his demeanour and he started earlier and worked even later than he normally did. Our younger friends came during the week, as they took their summer holidays...
Matt gets deeper into a case. His client is very important; it's Matt himself. Please read the first two chapters to get a feel for where we are in the story. Thanks for your interest. Constructive comments, critiques and emails are appreciated. ******************** "You've got that "working on a case" look," Abby said at dinner. We were at Rigazzi's...
She knew who it was before the message waiting button even went off. She had been dreading it the whole flight, from California to New York. As she soon as it was safe for her to turn her phone back on, she did. For the first two minutes she was safe. Nothing went off, nothing beeped, nothing flashed, safe. Then as she was grabbing her bags and walking out...
This is a work of fiction in the style of the 1930's pulps. It is NOT politically Correct in any sense of the word. Please take no offense, none is meant. Please feel free to send me feedback, whether you like the story or have criticism. ********************************************** Mark Traeger lead the way down the dark stone passage. He held out the t...
My Husband has asked me to write this. I suppose it's a kind of a confession, perhaps for us both. I owe him at least this. Though it is not an apology. It will tell many things about the last year of our marriage. (That's wrong, our marriage isn't over, yet.) It infers many things about the previous years in our relationship too. The events in the last year...
It's nice out. The night is mild. I'm addicted to the chill on my skin, a fool for the feeling. I am a fool to many feelings, I suppose- and all of them are related to you. We can be found on a rooftop in the city above Second and Division overlooking the sights that are so much bigger than us, but who would look for us? I suppose the anonymity is somethin...
In 2017, the entire world was quite shocked upon finding out that Libyan savages were abducting Black migrants who hoped to cross into Europe by sea and selling them as slaves. Africans and others around the world were outraged, but they needn't be surprised. After all, the Arabs have a long and cruel history of mistreating Africans, in spite of their claims...
Evening has falled, our dear, old European city is rather peaceful yet, but since it IS Friday, things will probably happen.. I´m sitting in my apartment, frustrated over the news on TV, trying to distract myself from my aching yearning. A yearning for going out. Getting a drink, dance and hopefully, get laid.. Little do I know, about what will happen... I...