Drew Fitzpatrick walked behind his classmates along Westmoreland Street in Dublin. He and several other University of Kentucky students had traveled to Ireland over the summer to study Irish Literature 427, and tonight they had the night off. They had decided to go to two legendary Dublin pubs, The Brazen Head and the Temple Bar. The Brazen Head is the oldes...
Chapter Four - Walter and Alice It had been a lousy night for most of the girls working the railway underpass. A lucky one or two had driven away with punters to service them in their cars or gone to cheap hotel rooms for the night but otherwise business had been slow. Tottenham Hotspur were playing at White Hart Lane and a lot of potential customers had m...
They say that there are no great men, only great deeds. In my case it would be better said as "only lucky great deeds." I'm not quite an average Joe, especially since my name is Dustin, but not much more than average. At 6'2", 185 pounds I'm a little bigger than average, I can bench and squat a little more than average, my facial features and muscle tone ar...
I stood watching the many customers wander into the local blockbuster, as I usually did on a Friday night. As the active seller, the one soul chosen to journey out into the midst of customers and harass them to no end, I watched each and every weary Middleton soul. At six foot one and well more than two hundred pounds, it's hard to miss me while coming into...
** Inspired by the series To Bask in Breastford by Bustyalix ** BALLOONVILLE Three Miles Ahead Our Little Town Will Blow You Away! Balloonville? Had he read that right? Jeff was tempted to stop, back up, and read the sign again, but the sun was already dipping perilously close to the treetops. He figured he had around a hundred miles to get to Globe Falls...
It had been another hard night in the village. Napoleons was quiet and id been chatted up by the usual crowd of slightly drunk chancer's, who would have trouble pleasuring themselves let alone give a girl a good time. Id called my taxi to collect me and take me home, feeling a little let down at not having pulled another 'girl' or a kinky guy. The Manchest...
I have to admit that when I looked round the congregation at the Memorial Service I had to wonder. How many were there simply to pay tribute to a remarkable woman they had admired? How many were there with more intimate memories? The eulogy sketched in the public details of what had been a very public life. Married at twenty, divorced at thirty-five, twenty...
This is chapter one of a short series of stories inspired by a love from 23 years ago now refound. A drink in the countryside It was a few days into the trip and most people had settled in with their host families well. There were a couple of issues with one family that meant the teachers in charge had to focus on that leaving the rest of us a little more...
ONE I love my wife. No, . . . I mean it. I really . . . really love my wife and I would do anything to make sure she is happy, as a result, I am extremely attentive to her needs. We've been married over twenty years and she is a great mother to our three kids. She's involved with a wide variety of school and church functions and is always quick to voluntee...
Two weeks after her last encounter with Rob, Kate was in the local grocery store. Half-way across the store she saw Greg, the hotel employee that Rob made her fuck and who watched her and Rob have dirty, nasty sex. Kate was utterly embarrassed. She wanted to turn and run, but she was in a corner and had nowhere to escape. She tried not to make eye contact wh...