Here's a new story, very different from my previous interracial story. It came almost full blown into my head as I was listening to a blues number one night this spring. It is hopefully a successful attempt to write not only an erotic interracial story, but crime noir as well. I look forward to hearing your comments, both pro and con. As always, this is a w...
Before you read on, dear reader, please be warned that this is most likely nothing like what you are used to reading on this site. This is by no means an erotic tale, nor is it akin to my other work in progress, "Seeking Twilight". But my friends, please do read on, at least through the Prologue, and as you read, imagine yourself sitting in a theatre, a memb...
While Craig is dying to get off Iron Mountain and get back home to the girl that he's always loved, that girl wants him just as much and more, because she's finally figured it out. Not only that, but she's figuring out the best way to do that, too. She knows Craig because she always has - even right down to what she knows he holds in his heart, and that me...
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...
Suzi had never even been to an auto show before, never mind modeled at one. But the three-day assignment sounded simple enough. Dress sexy. Hang around the cars. Attract the attention of every male within 300 feet. Then let the salesman take over. She knew she could do the first three. She was willing to try the fourth. She had chosen her tiniest bikini, th...
Part I September 14,1977 Davi Bekke In June of 1975, I was in graduate school in California, partway through a three-year course of studies in environmental science. As I was preparing to assemble my field work into a paper and oral presentation that would earn my degree, my personal, non-academic, life became...... interesting and wonderful. I use the wo...
Y'ello people, happy New Year! I know this is waayy over due but I had a bit of writers block for a couple weeks that finally cleared. Without further ado is that how you say it? (Further ado whatever) anyway here is the continuation of Only One For Them. Don't forget to comment and rate J * Sean sat up in bed, sweat dripping from his body as he tried to s...
Authors Note-As this is the 50th chapter in our hero's adventures, I figured it should be someone special. Thanks for your comments and especially your patience with new chapters. Hollywood Jim's adventures are far from over, though and he has plenty more to come, Enjoy! * A recap; Arriving in Hollywood from Connecticut to work at East Coast Image, his be...
My dream was finally coming true, only now it seemed more like a nightmare. For years I labored trying to get a break in the theater. I worked dinner theater, summer stock in godforsaken places, small community theatres and even off-off-off Broadway. I eked out a living doing the usual waitressing and temp jobs. Sharing a rat-hole apartment in New York...
It felt like I was floating. It wasn't an unpleasant feeling but I immediately knew that something was wrong. There was no other sensation except the floating feeling. I hovered in the zone between wakefulness and oblivion and instinctively knew that it would be a while before I would be running the Boston marathon. I felt no pain, but knew that it was lurki...