The following day Carol had a surprise for Harry. She really did have a problem with her computer and it took him almost three quarters of an hour to fix it. Eventually, when he had fixed the problem, he turned to her with a grin. "I don't suppose we have any time for sex then." "How long do you need? We'll manage," and without hesitating for a moment she p...
Janelle opened the card and read "In this place, you will find the laziest person in the house." She sighed. This was just like Harry to make her work for her present. She had hoped that the anniversary would be a quiet affair, but apparently she was going to have to do some thinking in order to get a gift. She thought for a second and strode into the kitc...
6. London —— Harry stayed the night at Charley's, much to the media's delight, but managed to arrange a way to leave without being photographed the following morning thanks to a call put in by Harry's manager to the landlord. The burly man met them in the parking garage underneath the building and swiped the roller doors to allow Harry's security team to...
The four older guys were sitting in a booth at their favorite bar, almost empty early on a rainy Tuesday evening. They were talking about their kids, the prospects for the Giants this year and how life had treated them. None of these were new themes. Max heaved a sigh. "I can't tell you how happy I am not to travel anymore! God! There was a time I woke up i...
Harry admitted to me he kind of got off on posing for the class. I'd noticed that summer he began spending more time working out at the Y. Of course I accused him of really going to the gym because he could ogle all those cute college girls in tight leotards. He admitted that was true but he'd also decided he wanted to feel better about the way he looked. I...
Andrea stood at the left corner of the stage at Ibiza's enjoying the 11:30 set, quaffing down the last of the beer that she had been nursing. She was a fine looking woman, just this side of thirty, with a medium-length haircut that suited her; black hair all fluffed out, shorter on the sides and hitting her shoulders in the back. The black hair was a nice co...
Harry felt guilty. He knew he'd done wrong but young Miss James was too much of a temptation and she certainly enjoyed what they'd done. He just hoped she would keep quiet. Perhaps it wouldn't happen again, that would be the best thing but deep down he hoped it would. The next day he wasn't teaching Miss James class so he didn't expect to see her. After tha...
As always this story is fiction and the product of a sick and demented mind. The characters are entirely made up, even the ones that arn't. So if you don't like the story, call someone who gives a rat's ass. Harry Dick, well-known Private Investigator and pervert, was on his way to LeGuardia. He'd gotten a phone call from Washington D.C. asking him to look...
Harry Felton stared in abject horror at the computer screen as it opened up before his eyes. He had just over an hour before his night shift at the factory started and, with his wife at work and the house nice and quiet, he'd thought it a good opportunity to indulge in a little pornography on the Internet. But what he'd thought would be a pleasant hour watch...
Harry Horsefeld had just turned 21 and was sitting in his dorm room reflecting on his life. He hated that he was so average. He was average height and average weight; he had average looks and almost average grades. He now wished he had joined a fraternity since the frat boys always seemed to get the nice looking girls, but he had put it off and now he was in...