Chapter 1 Chauffeur Ryan Cross looked in his rear-view mirror at the haggard face of the 33-year-old in the back seat. She'd just emerged from the high-powered divorce settlement scrap between the legal team representing her and the other representing Ryan's employer, her arrogant husband. Juno Rich, looking shell-shocked and, as yet unannounced by the me...
Our son Tony was at the table doing his science homework, while my wife Gina and I set the table. Tony was a big boy for his age already over six foot. Both Gina and my family were of southern Italian breeding. Any family member rare enough to get near 5 foot 9 was automatically called "Goliath". "Who did I get my height from?" Tony asked. His science book...
The remainder of the drive to Mutters was considerably less exciting than the first half although the mountain views provided some spectacular scenery. Janelle and I did get to confirm that the seats in the new van were conducive to fooling around. She sat next to me and gave me another one of her superb hand jobs. I returned the favor by playing with her pu...
Dr. Aine stood in the dim hallway, smoothing her navy blue suit skirt over her pale thighs and bent to pick up her soiled, tattered lab coat. She held it up to the fluorescent light, tsk-ing at the shreds down the front. She sighed, before balling it up and tossing it into the trash can on the opposite wall. She pulled her messy red hair back into a tight bu...
Hey, fellas! If you haven't read chapter 1 of Graduation, or you haven't read it in a while and could use a refresher, do yourself a favor and go check it out! For those of you who have been waiting for Chapter 2...welcome! Thanks for your patience while I figured out how to crack this thing. It's ultimately up to you whether or not this chapter lives up to...
A word of explanation: The Tug stories are special to me because they let me indulge my interest in history. A few of you share my hobby and I always want to entertain. I just posted my Legends Day piece, and I usually don't post so close together. But, I've been working on this piece for some time (for another purpose) and it's finished. So, I thought I'd...
Peter Parker's apartment had schizophrenia. It wasn't his fault. Not that he'd done much to treat it, his sense of interior decorating having been stillborn. It was that his two roommates had such domineering personalities, yet divergent tastes—they clashed with each other so much, it was no wonder they were dating. Mary Jane Watson was an aspiring Broadway...
Dear Reader, thank you so much for reading this story. It has taken nearly a year of my writing life to get the whole thing finished. This is Chapter 12 of 14 chapters and the total is over 250,000 words. It is my Dirk Diggler/Jack Horner act of hubris: my attempt to write an erotic adventure story that pulls you in with a story you want to read, even when t...
Dear Reader, thank you so much for reading this story. It has taken nearly a year of my writing life to get the whole thing finished. This is Chapter 8 of 14 chapters and the total is over 250,000 words. It is my Dirk Diggler/Jack Horner act of hubris: my attempt to write an erotic adventure story that pulls you in with a story you want to read, even when th...
Chapter One Anna looked into the mirror and gave herself a nod of approval: the dark Porsche glasses nicely finished her disguise job. Normally, Anna didn't mind some attention, or even bucket loads of attention. In fact, she couldn't live without it for extended periods of time. But sometimes, discretion was in place. Today was one of those "undercover" d...