"Son of a bitch!" He cursed. This man was really big. I once saw this pro-football player on the subway and he seemed to take up the entire rear of the car in which he was standing and this guy was built like him. No way I could fight my way out but maybe cajole or just plain lie. My mind raced. The man shook his head and asked me in an unnervingly calm voi...
Some Australianisms Esky = portable cooler Yabbies = Freshwater crayfish( "Hello," said Harry picking up the phone, "Who is it?" he asked, not recognising the voice. "Cory Bruton, I was just ringing to tell you that one of my men has dropped off an industrial cleaner at Mrs Bunces place, but," he added, "She may have told you that already." "She has,"...
Chapter Four: Mermaids Pride Captain Lex McGinnity and his beautiful crew of buxom space pirates made their way to the docking bay of the Mermaid's Pride, the large B class Cruiser that was loaded with the cargo that they were to take to Ormond. "Can you believe the way we tricked those two big titted sluts last night?" came the laughing voice of Billy Cam...
Methinks I have mentioned from time to time the existence of The Little Sketching Group (LSG). The LSG was formed just after the turn of the century by my photographer friend Harry and consists mostly of older males and a few females, many of whom are customers of Harry's photography business. The LSG was seen to be necessary because though the local Newbury...
CHAPTER 1 Private investigator Harry Ash was on the Internet watching an attractive vixen called Solodka from Saint-Petersburg dressed only in fishnet stockings describing with actions what she would do to his penis if he married her to get her out of Russia when a busty broad swept into his office and said, "I want to speak to the P.I." Harry worked alone...
Caution: If you are in any way offended by armpits/underarms fetish, then this story is not for you. Feedbacks are welcome. Harry had an appointment with Helena. She asked him to stay in her apartment. Helena is a fair sexy lady, staying alone. Harry made friends with her at a social gathering. She is slightly fatty, but very sexy, having broad plump should...
This is a true story about cuckolding. If that idea turns you off, why read it? My wife, Angie, and I were living in a suburban area near a big city --manicured lawn, attached garage, nice shrubbery all around the house, barbeque in the back -- you get the point. We were happy, with good jobs and adequate money to enjoy ourselves. We'd been married about t...
Harry took the envelope from behind the clock and sat down for breakfast opposite his aunt. "So I won," she enquired with a silky smile." "I haven't opened it yet," protested Harry "You wouldn't even be looking if I wasn't right," explained his aunt, smiling. "You would be speculating about age catching up with me, or something rude like that." Harry sli...
Donna Quinn was late for school that Monday morning. She skidded the massive Harley-Davidson to a stop just inside the school's parking lot. She jumped off the bike, kicked down the stand, locked it, and made her way into the corridor where students were hurrying into classrooms. Morning sunlight filtered into the hallway leading to the offices. Passing mo...
When the phone rang, his Mom answered it, then called him over. "It's Candy for you, son." "Thanks Mom. Hi, Candy." "Hi, Harry." There was a giggle on the line. "Harry, you said you have a digital camera, didn't you?" "Yeah, a Canon." "Great. Can you come round for a swim this afternoon? About two?" "I'd love to." "Bring the camera with you, Harry, it...