"Delicate, gentle, and sweet" were words used to describe the Persian-derived name of Shireen, and they all applied to Shireen Chow, a vision of loveliness. She was of half-Chinese and half-Japanese descent and had inherited the finest qualities of her Asian ancestries. Her fragile oval face was dominated by captivating rounded sparkling-brown eyes that wer...
Chapter One -- Gamer in a Suit "You look like a gamer in a suit," Paddy McClintock said to Taylor Averille. "Even your name isn't right. What the fuck is Taylor? It isn't one thing or the other," Paddy sat behind his huge oak desk, one leg resting on the other. He took a long sip of his coffee and looked up at Taylor. "You still here?" he sniffed. "So I...
Note to reader: This story has a slow build, so if you are looking for a quickie you may want to read something else and come back later. Thanks. ***** September 1975, Denver Daniel had a big decision to make. And he had to make it soon. He was sitting in a lecture hall, lost in a daydream while waiting for the professor to arrive so class could begin. D...
"Seventeen-Twenty-Five from dispatch," squawked the radio. Liz Harrison, our lead dispatcher, was working the day shift in the communication center. I always loved it when Liz was working dispatch, instead of stuck in her office supervising. Liz had a silky, smoky voice that would make any 1-900 phone sex girl envious. I keyed the button on my lapel mike f...
*Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *Riptide: a strong tidal flow of water within estuaries and other enclosed tidal areas.* *This tale is an espionage fantasy under assault by reality* *The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing...
Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells. Low tide: The period between the ebb tide and the succeeding rising tide. This tale is an espionage fantasy frequently under assault by reality. The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing to him....
"God Damn it Cheryl, you've been working with us for four months now," said Connie. "This is the first time we've ever gotten you to come out with us. So don't start trying to leave before you've had at least one drink." "And at least a dance or two," piped in Nancy. "There will be a lot of guys here on a Friday night. And you're a good looking woman. You w...
John awoke the next morning to the soft sound of a girl singing. He recognised Faye's exquisite voice, but the song was filled with a heart-breaking sense of melancholy that almost brought a tear to his eye. Trying not to disturb Tashana and Irillith, he untangled himself from the sisters and sat upright so he could look at Faye. She was sitting in the chair...
Hi folks, sorry for the lack of a story last week. I'm very appreciative of all of you who emailed me to offer suggestions on my ongoing editor search. As of yet I'm still looking, so this story is probably going to be full of punctuation and grammar errors. That was a warning, please take it into consideration. Anyway, a reader suggested this piece almost a...
(All characters are 18 or older.) ............................................................................................. "Fuck me hard with that huge black dick!" I sat on the couch and turned up the volume on the TV, trying to drown out the sounds of sex coming from my sister's bedroom. She had her "boyfriend" Russell over again. Russell was tall,...