My name is Nicholas Ichabous Crane Evanston. I'll spare you the long drawn out story of how I got that ridiculous name. The short version is that my dad saddled me with that long name so I would never forget the acronym, and always be NICE to people. Sometimes big stories have small beginnings, my story started at a CVS Pharmacy in a small town in North Car...
Their fifth anniversary was Christmas Eve. What can two economically struggling young people give each other for such a special Christmas when they can't afford any "special presents?" = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = = WARNING! All of my writing is intended for adults over the age of 18 ONLY. Stories may contain strong or even extreme sexual content....
What a day! I had started early in the morning in the hope that I could get through my work and catch the early flight back to London but the fates were against me and, as meetings dragged on, I knew that I would not only miss the early flight, I would also miss the later one as well. II would be stuck in Prague for another night. Since my divorce two years...
It was eight years ago that I first met Lisa. I was in my early 40s and a new dad, while Lisa was in her late 40s, a bit curvy, with stunning blue eyes, straight shoulder-length blonde hair, a warm smile, and a friendly, outgoing personality. She was one of the teachers at my son's pre-school. Typically, my wife Sara took care of dropping our son Billy off a...
I shall never forget our honeymoon night. My first attempt to take his cock into my mouth was not a success. I thought my jaw would break as it tried to accommodate the great golden baton of his sex then, suddenly, I had the whole of the helmet inside my mouth and I was trying to swallow more and more of his eleven inches. As the helmet reached my throat I s...
Ted Kelly sighed as he slid into his sedan in the office parking lot, exhausted. He secretly thanked god that his boss's kid had some health emergency that meant they were all let off work a couple hours early to "spend time with their families." Nothing against the kid; he was just goddamned sick and tired of being pent up in his cubicle day in and day out....
Picking her way carefully between snow-covered roots and boulders, Anwen made her way through the dense forest of the Wildwoods. Above her, the chill wind whistled gently through the bare branches of the trees, and she hugged her cloak tighter to herself to keep out the cold. All around her, the early evening light falling upon undisturbed snow gave the wint...
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Part V – Moving on Chapter 52 It was almost two years later that Ray came across the DVDs stored in his safe. He considered playing them again but he did not want to reignite the anger that he felt that day. He did not have to replay them to bring up the visions of what they contained. They were embedded in his memory. It had been a difficult time after M...
I know, four posts in four days. My iPad's memory is full, so I'm cleaning house by finishing some good ideas that were stuck and linger. So linger no more Hockey Dad! I don't know if I'll hit 5 days straight. This exercise has me outlining a story about events revolving around cleaning up a hard drive. Pictures found...emails decoded...hidden accounts...c...