As Janet Phillips paged through the thin personnel file she became more impressed. This file belonged to Frank Williams a part time distribution supervisor. Part time supervisors were rare; generally they came from the ranks of recent retirees who wanted to augment their retirement income. Frank didn't fit that mold. He had worked for her company, Global Par...
Five Months Earlier: Tabitha Riley gripped the steering wheel and yanked her gray Toyota Camry into a parking spot. She checked the dashboard clock before pulling the key from the ignition. Dion was cutting it really close. Her sister had called while she was en route to Middleton Academy, her nephew's private school that was practically in the next town ov...
If you haven't read this story by DanielQSteele1, read it now. It won't make any sense if you don't. This story is my Moby Dick, the one I've fixated on since I read it the first time. DQS1 is a very talented writer, but he has a habit of making his male protagonists a little too noble, putting up with extraordinarily hurtful things from the women they love....
She was running for her life, stumbling in the mist. Her legs dragged behind her like anchors; her lungs burned and her head throbbed. She gulped fog; it stung her eyes and clogged her throat. It was all there was to breathe. 'Just a matter of time before he catches me,' she realized with mounting terror. The creature that had been a handsome young man a...
Chapter Two - From This to This Walter Middleton was a mommy's boy. His overprotective mother smothered him with love and he adored her. She was a socialite who had inherited quite a sum of money when her husband had died young, drunkenly driving his sports car over an abutment. The press played up the fact that there was also a pretty young model in the ca...
INTRO Dan Brigner arched his head back, his knees suddenly weak, both hands clutching the platinum blonde head that was bobbing back and forth at his waist, his hard cock surrounded by an incredible warm wetness, a deep moan rising to his ears. Although he'd received numerous blow jobs in his young life, the high school senior couldn't believe anyone could...
'I am so completely screwed.' I said. 'You got that right.' Snapped a senior officer at Metropolitan Police Station. 'So absolutely, completely, utterly, finally...' He thought for a minute. 'Stupidly...' I put in, bored. The officer's eyes narrowed and he sneered a little. 'Don't play games with me...' He looked at the police report and his eyebrows sho...
The funny thing about the cold, it can burn you just as terribly as an open flame. The wind on a winters day sweeping off Lake Michigan was like that, capable of turning skin red like it had been held too close to a hot stove. Mindy Dawson was all too aware of that little fact of life. She walked to work each day from her apartment, braving the conditions in...
Rachel Ch.7 - At The Hotel I’d arranged to meet Pete in his hotel room at around seven. He said that he’d make a reservation for us in the hotel restaurant for eight o’clock. All afternoon I planned what I was to wear, and imagined how I could continue with my exhibitionist exploits. I hoped that he wouldn’t have had second thoughts about what had happened....
Ryan Grant was nearly finished with the neighborhoods he had been given in the yearly fundraiser. The seniors on the Middleton Bison football sqad were required to go door-to-door to sell Varsity Cards which provided discounts to local stores and restaurants. Ryan was the first team QB, so he was able to swing the assignment to one of the more affluent subdi...