Larry Parker had just put another shift for Candid Films Inc.; as a filmstrip editor for a small-time porno outfit, he had seen his fair share of sleaze, and was bored with the same old scenarios of 'stud meets bimbo by chance and ends up filling her well-used gash with cream'. He yearned for something a little more erotic, and had been peddling his talents...
"Hello Tristan," a voice said as he was slowly and painfully making his way back to consciousness. "Mmph," He responded, the inside of his mouth tasting as though he'd fallen asleep under a chicken coop. Laughter pealed from the Lady's lips as she handed the disorganized wolf a silver chalice filled to the brim with ice-cold water. "Here... drink this. I...
The Party -- Let's Get Organised -- Wednesday Morning Carol came in all fired up after yesterday with recommendations ready over their wardrobe, their performers list and on their records systems over bookings. Some of this was fed to her by the girls that worked there and she had thought the improvements through overnight. So was head down into every deta...
Excitement in Death Valley I met Marian at a fund raiser for the library. We knew each other distantly, but socialized with different people. She had a degree in library science in her past, and substituted for the full time librarians when they went on vacation. She was tall and slim and always well dressed. Elegant wasn't quite the right word. There was a...
The characters and events of this story are purely the products of the author's imagination. Any resemblance to actual people or events is purely coincidence. This story is a sequel to Katrina in the Sun. My thanks to those readers who have voted for the first story and for their comments. This sequel is the result of requests for a continuation of the sto...
As this chapter of the Photographer story begins Greg is escorting Ellie Maxwell to New York to meet with the rest of Mrs. Blair's restructuring team. Ellie's husband who was the director of one of Mrs. Blair's companies is headed to prison for most of his life. Attorney Barker is expediting the divorce proceedings so that she will be free of him and his con...
This story takes place in 1978, twenty years before "The Heart Shaped Pendant." It was an early October night, a warm Indian summer indulgence. I reclined on a lawn chair in my back yard with a cold lemonade next to me, basking in the southern zephyrs wearing only my shorts. It was a night to celebrate: my latest book, an adventure novel, had just made the...
David Jones stood atop Cefn Bryn, one of the higher points on the Gower Peninsula. It was early spring, or late winter, depending on how you wanted to look at it, and the air was unusually clear for the season. The twenty-or-so houses and pastures that made up Nicholaston spread out at the bottom of the hill, about a hundred feet down, and pressed up against...
*** Lynne was numb after Leif left. Numb and dumbfounded. She never expected him to really leave like that. She hadn't meant to down play the seriousness in their relationship at all. She would never have done this if any other person had asked. But it was her parents, for crying out loud, and they couldn't even bear the thought of her swearing. They were...
My shower with Sally, naturally, went pretty well, with her taking full advantage to seduce me ... hey, why wouldn't she ... and why wouldn't I yield to the seduction? No matter how many people I slept with, Sally was still my first Bottom slut ... my official fiancee and someday soon my senior wife. Shannon was a very close second in terms of being intimate...