Hot. Make that hot and bored. For a fifth straight day the temperature hovered in the mid-90s. My room retained heat and gave no quarter even during the night. My parents, the two greenest people on earth, refused to have air conditioning in the house. They even frowned upon fans because of the extra electricity they used. "Dress coolly and let your min...
Author's note: Well, dear reader, you've come to the final part of this story. I'm grateful you've taken the time to come this far, and I hope you've enjoyed the journey. This story has been a big puzzle, threading the needle through all kinds of tight spots and delicate situations. Still, I hope I've managed to pen down a gripping and convincing story....
CHAPTER SEVENTEEN: Barbecue The plan was to thank as many people as possible that had helped Tommy/Bob in the last three weeks. Despite the short notice, most of his new friends responded positively to the invitation with their intention to attend a barbecue at the Morris residence on Saturday evening. New friends. Everyone who was coming was a new friend...
WARNING TO READERS - This is a long, rambling, multi-part story and VERY British. The individual chapters will make more sense if read in sequence. Sorry about the delays between releasing the last few chapters. The text for this story was written over a number of years and includes many small mini chapters and journal style handwritten entries which need...
IN THE BEGINNING The city limits were perhaps thirty miles away and rain clouds loomed behind him as Matt Weaver picked up his walking pace although aware he couldn't outpace a wind-driven rain. Matt figured it was better to get soaked later than sooner. He heard a vehicle slowing. It could be the cops. The highway was pretty deserted because it was not qu...
[Note to all female readers of this story: If any of you think this describes your dream, ideal marriage -- if you have an insatiable hunger burning between your thighs that you'd love a husband to stoke and satisfy -- then by god, send me an email for feedback, why aren't you and I dating yet?] [Second Note: This story has been edited to remove material th...
To my best friend, with thanks for her technical assistance, even though it seems she's always far away. This is a departure for me. I hope I've done justice to a lifestyle that's new to me, and which I respect a great deal. If you're interested in placing this among my other stories, it follows both Summer Film Study and Bad Cop, Worse Cop, Worst Cop. But,...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. As always, I need to thank, Stylus and Madison (ThanatopicFolds) my cool editors. If you spot any issues with grammar, it's because the editing came from Down Under where beer does flow and men chunder, so it's all good. Chapters 7&8 were supposed to be...
I was driving home from work on a wet Tuesday night when I passed a large silver sedan with it's orange hazard lights flashing. Standing behind the car, in the pouring rain, were a man and a teenaged girl who looked to be having an argument. There was no reason to stop, other than my car was unreliable at best and I'd had strangers come to my assistance mor...
Only a handful of times in one's life does a wild, impulsive gambit actually work out as you'd hoped it would. The most memorable such success, and the most recent, could be categorized under the subheading of Nothing Ventured, Nothing Gained, and the main heading of Sexual Experiences. It might be helpful in understanding how this came about if I explain a...