Sorry USAF Vet, I come of the line of Shakespeare, Dickens, D H Lawrence, Adrian Mole, Mills and Boon... Err... Thanks for the compliment, I'll get their one day honest. Aaaaanyway... ***** "What's inappropriate about it?" she said, thinking of the last lovemaking session she'd had with Rob just two nights ago. "Well if you can't see it Miss Williams,...
I was shaking with fear; my mind was running through the possibilities and all of them sucked. I was having a hard time coming up with one that didn't end in my death, the death of my family, even my Pack. The Cartel was known for its brutal methods, they wouldn't stop at just me. They would kill everyone I loved in front of me first. Then there was the CIA...
Chapter 1. Early Days. I was in a dilemma. It was not so much what had happened, as my reaction to it that was troubling. It had been almost nothing in itself, but… …But I should begin at the beginning. My name is Troy Cummings. Married – or I was – to Doctor Tony Cummings, General Practitioner Extraordinary, or at least, he thinks he is. He works in a...
This story has been rattling around in my head for a while and Peter seemed to want me to write it. As a "yank" I am poor at recreating British English. Anyone who has constructive suggestions on the subject would be welcomed to share them. The story, characters, and situation are totally fictional. Any relationship between this and anyone is purely coincid...
Dad was waiting for me when I got home, a little after 11:30. He was a little annoyed: I still had my own 11PM curfew on school nights despite being 18. He said "I know how much you like Grace. I remember what it's like not wanting to say goodnight when the time comes. But Henry, you have to be up early in the morning, and so do I. You have a curfew for a re...
Dave was tired. He had hardly slept all night. He lay on the bed with Delfina and Betsy recalling their night together. He sat up and looked at them both as they lay sleeping. What a contrast. Delfina, a camera operator for the local TV station had only joined them yesterday. She was a swarthy Middle Eastern Italian woman with big boned shoulders and hips....
This is a sequel to "Mouth of the Mermaid," and describes what happens between us when I go back to see the mermaid who was a character in the first story. Thirty days after the great oral sex I got from Theresa, the beautiful blonde mermaid, I was back in my small fishing boat in the same part of the bay, hoping to see her again. It was a beautiful summe...
I felt a hand on my breast, fingers playing and very lightly pinching. The length of a hot man body pressed to my back. A hard cock lodged in the crack of my ass. I opened my eyes to darkness. I didn't know where I was or if I was awake or asleep or dreaming. The hum sound of a voice at the top of my head made me aware I wasn't lying with my husband. Dennis...
[©2010 BY CLINTON09; ALL CHARACTERS OVER THE AGE OF 18; NO EVENTS DESCRIBED ARE TRUE; THIS STORY HAS A 'HARDER EDGE' THAN MOST; BE WARNED: HERE BE DRAGONS; FOR AGES 21 OR ABOVE] [High school enemies meet at times, with one heckling the other, a bookworm, as a 'loser' who had to drive a loser's 'mommy-mobile' mini-van. The 'loser' studies overtime, eventuall...
The funeral procession which awaited Dan's return was nothing short of marvelous. The local VFW had arranged the whole thing. It was a surprise to see all the people who lined the streets to show their respects until his funeral ceremony at the high school gymnasium. Sheriff squad cars led the procession and our two ladder trucks held a huge American flag be...