Chapter 1 The nervous-looking new arrival waited in line for her turn to be driven from JFK Airport. The cabbie nodded to her and went to toss the first of two big bags into the trunk when he grunted. "What do you have in this bag?" "Half of my everything." "Eh?" "Most of what I own is in these bags. I've come to New York to establish my career and there...
This is a work of fiction and any resemblance to any real person is just proof there is a pattern to randomness in the universe. All characters are eighteen years and older. The ringing of the cell phone roused Kenny from his slumber. He rubbed his eyes as he stared at the display. "Who is it?" Stella's voice was groggy. "Fuckin' Tony!" Kenny pressed a b...
Author’s Notes Before reading this story please be aware that that some people would label this work as obscene and pornographic in nature. It contains several themes including transgendered, homosexual and lesbian issues in addition to graphic sexual descriptions. To make the action flow more freely and the stories light-hearted, I have taken a socially n...
Mark Caldwell met Jessica Bradley in high school, where she was a year behind him. After graduating, they both went to the same college. During her sophomore year, his junior year, they were married and a little over a year later, Joshua was born in March. Bill Taylor met Carol Reese in college. They were married during his senior year, her sophomore year a...
Erik walked down the steps in between the rows of benches in the lecture hall, and picked a seat. The row he chose was about two-thirds of the way up from the front of the hall; far enough up to not have to pay too much attention, yet not so far in the back that it would look like he was trying to not have to pay attention. A similar process went into selec...
This story is down to some research I did into Army background dressing for 'The Big Brother Hole' and some 'officers/soldiers divide' thoughts that just wouldn't go away. Much of the research is from Wiki, the British Army website and many like it, and in particular a cracker called the Army Rumour Service and the conversations and 'banter' that goes on wi...
I'm flat-chested. When I say "flat-chested," I don't just mean that I have small boobs. I mean I have no boobs. I found on the Internet a description of a girl like me. It said, "If she takes off her clothes, stands sideways, and sticks out her tongue, she looks like a zipper." That pretty well sums it up. I am seriously flat-chested. I could have told you...
Dawn was breaking when Ronnie emerged from the house with Mark and Gary. Last night truly was amazing. Rose, Debbie and Wendy were lying on the chaises sipping coffee while Dave, Hank and Ted were sweetly licking each of them. Gary leaned over and kissed them good morning. "Gary, at some point later today, I want you to spank my ass for being such a hardhea...
Hi Folks, How do you follow last week? You don't. You just write another story and realize that some of them are going to do well and others will go over like a fart in church. The last two have been relatively aggressive so this time I wanted to do something little different. Two of my biggest influences are DQS1 and AlleyKat08. In the last story he graced...
Sorry, no explicit sex. No one burnt at the stake. Not a trace of a Navy Seal or an SAS soldier. Just a poor young lad trying to live his life out and running into problems as he did what he saw as the best thing for his family(s). It's a bit on the long side and I thought about splitting it up, but couldn't decide where without loosing the overall plot. So...