There wasn't much work to do at Julia's house the next day, so I took care of a couple of small jobs for other customers in the morning and got to her place after lunch. A buddy called me while I was there to see if I wanted to go to a music club that night to see a good band. I thought Julia would enjoy it, but she seemed exhausted. The first part of the we...
...Any time the phone rings in the early morning hours it generally means trouble. When it's three AM and it's a phone in a hotel room a million miles from anyone you know it's even more disturbing. As I jump up out of what had started to be a sound sleep and grope for the phone in the unfamiliar darkness every possible scenario is running through my mind...
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This story could be called a prologue to the wacky adventures of Alexis, my skinny adventuress portrayed in the "Texas Hold 'em" stories. Or it could be an epilogue to the untold stories of Alexis' childhood. My choice is "sexilogue", a new word I just invented. This reminds me of the fun word games that make new words out of old ones such as: Giraffiti (n...
Fall evaporated into winter, then the spring rains soaked us for weeks making road construction next to impossible. Finally the warm breezes of the summer of 1967, allowed us to move full speed ahead on the project. Lots were selling briskly, and houses seemingly sprang from the earth along the man made canals. The commercial hub of the community had also s...
THE HOTEL They arrived at the hotel only two hours late. Alfredo opened the boot for the porter to gather her luggage. He came back to the taxi to help her out. Jasmine whispered to him. "I don't think I can walk." He smiled at her. "You can do anything. I know you can. Just go and check-in. Leave your carry-on in the hack and I will bring it to you."...
Oscar Vinson spent most of his time in prison either in solitary or in the infirmary. Convicted sex abusers of children have trouble making it out alive. His minor martial arts skills were no match for the numbers and the street fighting skills of his various assailants. Somehow, he gave a good account of himself and managed to survive the beatings, torture,...
Author's Note: Hi ya'll. Sorry for the long time between updates but life has just been getting in the way. I've worked on this piece night after night for weeks, many times falling asleep with my laptop in my lap. Anyways, here it is. And it's a long one. And, as Thane will tell you, there are lots of problems to be solved. Thanks for reading! * She w...
Monday morning, life in the Jacobsen household pretty much resumed normalcy. We drove T&T to the airport first thing in the morning, kissed our 'alternate spouses' goodbye, pretty passionately, picked up the kids from my parents and Addie drove to Mountain Home to begin negotiations on the new store building. I kept the kids home Monday since we'd been apar...
This is a Valentine's Day contest story. Please give me the support of your vote. For those looking to read pornography, I don't write pornography. This is not pornographic. I write erotica. There's plenty of sex at the end while still being erotic. There are no underage characters in this story. The three characters in the story are Brad, forty-something,...