(This is a continuation of the story, THE EMPTY CHAIRS. For some background see that story.) Barbra got up naked, opened the draperies on the tall windows, and looked into the dark. She wasn't entirely sure where she was; she'd gotten disoriented in the new city, and had needed a place to sleep through the day. She'd found a real estate sign, hopped a g...
Dee Dee's boss stakes his claim on her as she pays for her sins. See Chapters 11 and 12 for background. Votes and feedback are very much appreciated. "So, what did ya' think of Benjie?" asked my new roommate, Claudia, as we sat in the breakfast nook having coffee and rolls. "Hmmm?" I inquired dreamily, as I scanned the entertainment section of the morni...
In the upscale wealthy village of El Rancho Grande, near the gulf shores of the sprawling metropolis of Spanish Point, the mall of malls was waking up. Piled high in the sky, like a modern tower of babbling richness, it boasted six levels of opulence. Meanwhile, on the ground floor level, the food court and main concourse, I continued my vigilance. Surveilla...
Lust. I can smell it, heavy perfume and sweat, so thick in the air that I can barely breathe. The music pounds in my head, their bodies move, grinding to the beat throbbing through the club's speakers, heavy on the bass. Each song blends into the next and there is no distinction, repetitive, just a beat blending with the rhythm of their blood until they're...
It's pitch black. My cigarette is the only light source. I flick my lighter. Light. Dark. Light. Dark. I feel a sense of empowerment from such a simple thing. I smile as I breathe out smoke, and put out my cigarette on the wall. I head back inside the club. I see the dancers pressed together on the dance floor. Some drunken idiots are upsetting a group of g...
I'm not an overly social guy. I'm pretty average looking, not a bad body -- but not great either -- and definitely don't like going out to clubs. However my girlfriend does. She loves dancing, and socializing -- she's one of those individuals that people flock to -- she's a major social butterfly. It doesn't hurt that she's very attractive -- tall (5ft 8inch...
Forward First of all, I want to thank saddletramp1956 for agreeing to let me write this sequel to his story, "Necessities." I really liked that story (can you tell?), it had a lot of good elements: tongue-in-cheek storytelling, good parts of a burn the bitch story, but it seemed to lack a necessary ending. Cheeky, but it just didn't go far enough. Like I to...
The next day was Friday, and I was dreading going into work to face Kevin, the 18 year old ginger nerd who'd seen me at the 'dog show' yesterday. I knew that my days of taking the piss of him at work were over and that he was going to seek his revenge. After the show yesterday, my 'owner' had got his clippers out and shaved my head so that my surfer style bl...
This is the third chapter of an eight chapter story. I recommend starting with chapter one. While the first few chapters could easily be categorised differently - erotic couplings - I put them into Romance because of the over-all theme. It will become more romantic in later chapters. My thanks go to Joffa for providing his spelling and grammar expertise. H...
I did not expect to kill two times within the last twenty four hours. And I did not expect to end my career this way. The evening before, I had just finished a job in Los Angeles. An easy one. The target was lured to a restaurant in Chinatown. I pretended to be the waitress. When I took his order, he placed his hand on my butt. I took a deep breath and wro...