INTRODUCTION This story is based on a movie that came out in 1984 titled The Flamingo Kid. It is about a less fortunate boy named Jeffery who ends up getting a job at an exclusive club in Long Island. The story does not follow the movie story line but rather focuses on three very hot women; Phyllis Brody, her daughter Joyce Brody and her niece Carla Samson....
I swear by the Almighty God that the evidence I shall give will be the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Oh, wait. Wrong statement. This novella is a work of fiction. While reference might be made to actual historical events or existing locations, the names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author's imagination...
Thank you for the positive feedback I have received thus far and to all the readers who have taken the time to read, comment and add me to their favourite lists. I am truly humbled and honoured. Thank you. This story will probably make more sense if you read Chapters 1 and 2 of Secrets of The Stallion first. I hope you enjoy the next chapter as much for th...
Hi Folks. Here's the debut of another editor. Let me know what you think about him. His name is Sir Charles5150 and he volunteered for the job. Carholi I've tried to reply to your emails at least twice but you have to send me a valid email address. I also need to warn you guys that it's October so this is the last normal story you're going to get for about a...
A year after my medical problems were diagnosed I went back to New York for a check up. My check up went well and the doctor was surprised that my health had improved so dramatically. I was still warned that I couldn't over stress myself but I definitely was on the road to recovery. Julie and I made a vacation of it by taking in some Broadway shows as well...
This two-part story again contains some factual elements of my life inter-mixed with fantasy and fiction. As usual, I hope you'll vote early and vote often. I invite e-mail comments on the story and my writing. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did writing it and remembering some of the events and occasions in the story. As usual, names have been changed to...
Feliciti looked in the mirror. Her husband Ramone was pulling his black Levi jeans up. His stomach was lean and hard and his arms and shoulders were heavily muscled from working as a mechanic on big construction equipment every day. His hands stopped buttoning his fly and her eyes lifted up to meet his. "Like what you see, babe." Ramone bull- frogged. His e...
Had it really only been five weeks? To Erica Rivers, it felt as if it had been over a year since she'd first entered the Bullpen. Thirty-four days earlier, she'd stepped into the Observation Room a ball of a nerves, a button-down, sexually conservative introvert. Her breasts had gone from a B-cup to a double D, her voice had dropped a quarter octave, and she...
As with most of my e-rotica, this one is a story with sex rather than the other way around and thus does not have an immediate climax....so to speak. Chapter one received criminally low scores from downvoters (placing it in the ranks of stories that repeatedly misspell "orgasm" and have no compound sentences) apparently upset at the story's title, neglecting...
Joe stepped through the door of Sean's apartment in his forty thousand dollar designer suit, fashionably late, as always. He walked through the grand living room and found his friend precisely where he expected him to be; monkeying around with that huge contraption he'd built in the apartment's second bedroom. Contraption was an adequate description as it wa...