This is the second chapter in the 'Fifty Cent Piece' short series. I hope you enjoy it. Constructive feedback is always appreciated. All rights reserved, © Northern_One, 2012. * After Anna left me I drifted into a contented, post-coital sleep. I woke up a couple of hours later and the sun had gone down, the open door of my van allowing a cool breeze across...
In a little less than 24 hours, I will become the happiest man on earth. I wasn't always a happy person and my family and friends can attest to that. As I neared my thirtieth birthday, I was convinced that life held very little joy for me. I was successful, hard-working, well paid – and miserable. The corporate world held little joy for me, but what it did...
An idea came to me (rather randomly) and this is the result of that idea. If there is enough interest, I will be continuing this story. As a disclaimer, this story is not in anyway intended to offend or reflect the actions of real life people, the United States or the former Soviet Union. As always, all characters are above the age of eighteen. All comment...
"CindySpice, you are an amazing woman." Hello Las Vegas! That was my motto for three beautiful nights and two and a half days. They say that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas, how true that is. At least it is for me. I had never been to Las Vegas before though I'd had the opportunity to go once before but just didn't think it smart at the time. Looking b...
Ethedra sank down onto the now empty sarcophagus. This is what I get for coming out with only a mercenary. She could feel her armor was half ripped off, and yet still could hear the weird howls off in the distance of the demons and their masters. "Lady, have you healed?" Markullah asked. He was little better. His chain armor was ripped in a dozen spots. Sh...
My father had a second stroke recently. The moment I got the news, I was asked to fly back immediately by my mom. I can fully understand, a man in his 80's...My wife was getting frail and could hardly walk. So, I decided to hire someone to look after her and I went back alone. I bought the next available flight flying East. After 13 hours' flight I finally...
Francis woke before dawn on Monday morning. Patrick was still sound asleep by her side. She was careful not to wake him as she got ready for her day. She had been putting in long hours ever since she got promoted at MUFF. Patrick would not be surprised at all to find her gone by the time he gets up. Francis called her employer from her mobile phone. "Hi. It'...
The name is Simon Jean-Pierre. A big and tall young Black man of Haitian descent currently living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I was born in Orleans, a suburb of Ottawa in the Confederation of Canada. I always wanted to live in America, ever since I visited many years ago. At the age of twenty six, I decided to take the plunge. What did I have to lo...
Not much sex in this story. Just thought you should know. Thanks again to "Gypsies" for editing my story. How do you know if your wife is cheating on you? Is it a change in her mood? Does she leave the house in the evening? Does she always want to go out with the girls? Or, any number other of the hundreds of things to look for? Mine is just a gut feeling...
War Ch. 1: Opening Shots Heather Saffron had a firm rack, legs that could do no wrong (or perhaps all wrongs), and an ass that any man would kill to touch, grab, or smack. She had golden blonde hair tinged with black, giving her a look truly deserving of the description ‘dirty blonde’. She had blue eyes, cherry red lips, and a skin tone that wasn’t too dark...