BOOK ONE - Addiction "Newton?" I asked my roommate in a puzzled voice. "Did you take a bath this morning?" "Why Animal," answered the bespectacled wolverine, with his usual smugness, "is one missing?" "As a matter of fact yes!" Approaching the door, he peered into the bathroom to confirm my statement. Not only was the bathtub missing but also the sink, t...
Author's note: I would like to apologize in advance to my readers. In the retelling of this story it sort of took on a life of its own. Normally my tales are fairly brief and concise, this one however seemed only to grow as I put pen to paper. (Figuratively speaking). Since it did turn out to be rather long I have decided to break it down into several smal...
Chapter Eight Ginger Olsen was a mixture of the cute girl next door and a very high-end escort all rolled up in one beautiful and enticing package, Carson thought, as he stood across the hotel lobby waiting for her to finish checking in. She was five-eleven, muscular, graceful, had naturally radiant copper-colored hair, sparkling blue eyes, and was full of...
This is a work of fiction, however, certain elements are loosely based on real life events. Names, locations and descriptions are wholly fabricated. Resemblance to any person, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Warning, this story has very little sex, and is somewhat convoluted. There is graphic violence that is part of the overall plot. If this is not...
My name is Mark Thompson and I was born and raised in a small town a few miles southeast of Houston, Texas. My parents, Michael and Kerrie Thompson, were both professionals that commuted back and forth into Houston every day. They were both attorneys, but my father however, was a federal judge. My mother had no political ambitions therefore; she chose to be...
Suggested by the story GUY LINE by Olderneighbor I had never considered myself a slut. I'd had my share of sexual adventures in school, sure, including the loss of my virginity to a friend's brother when I was 14, and a few misadventures at parties and at bars, and in dorm rooms during college, but no one ever called me loose, no one ever wrote filth about...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: This story has been edited by myself utilizing Microsoft Spell-Check. You have been forewarned; there are numerous mistakes. Expect to find many of them. Chapter 1—because it feels good. Kaileen Withers knelt on the man's bed; shoulders pre...
Prologue God, there has to be an easier way to make a living. Dave Parker was on his back in the loft of an old detached house in Surrey. The owner, who had recently been widowed, was having some work done on the house before she put it on the market. The Private House Sale Act of 2007 compelled the vendor to indemnify the purchaser of a property in the eve...
Chapter 40: The Start of a New Career To my surprise I woke up early and managed to get out of bed without waking them. I prepared coffee and sat the table, put a Mozart horn concerto on the CD and tried to finish my book. The weather was bad; it was pouring rain and winds were strong. Suddenly Maureen appeared. "James, you got up and left me alone. How cou...
another MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY #5: George Characters Main Group: Mike Claymore 31-year-old detective/truck driver (Main hero) Marlene Claymore Mike's pregnant wife and mother of their 3 children Richard (Rick) Claymore 11 year old son of Mike and Marlene Shelly Claymore 9 year old daughter of Mike and Marlene Janet (Jan) Claymore 8 year old daug...