David could be such a childish ass and give her a headache sometimes when he didn't want to hear what she was telling him and just kept yattering obscenities back at her in the heat of an argument. Or when he let Cynthia push his buttons until father and child were just screaming at each other because neither was getting their own way. But right now his ton...
Chapter 68 Criminal Minds at Work Tuskegee Wilson brought it up before anyone else could. "So Marty, when are we going to hit him next?" "I've been thinking about it," Marty replied. "He's not stupid, by this time he'll have plenty of heat backing up each place we might target. I don't see any sense in getting all shot up when all we're getting... maybe ge...
Chapter 56 February 2, 1990 - Asbury Park, New Jersey Marty knew Conrad would have put a lot of money on his head and so he left the area and went into hiding in Trenton. But he had also put money out on Gentner; he had given them a number to call - a switchboard answering service that he had hired. A friend of a friend reached out to Tony, told him Gentne...
Sabrina put her shirt and skirt back on but Gordon held her bra and panties and told her she wouldn’t need them within the next 46 hours. Alfonse was left to clean up the after-sex mess in Gordon’s office while my wife and I were ushered back into the limo where Gordon handed us a drink each before telling his driver to go to a nearby swingers club he knew o...
It had been a terrible weekend, the weather, which was supposed to have been wonderful, had been overcast and really depressing. It had got really cold, which here in Spain is not normal, even for the end of September. But more than just the weather, things really hadn't worked out. I had planned a sort of fun romantic weekend with Sylvia, a weekend that wou...
When Murray announced that he was thinking of getting married, I was more than a little surprised. Murray had already tried marriage on three occasions. And each had ended in a messy divorce. 'I thought you were the guy who said that three honest attempts were more than enough for any man.' Murray grinned. 'Yeah, I did say that, didn't I. But I think tha...
Guy was sitting alone at the bar nursing a shot of Jameson. He had been talking with friends but they had left for a dinner date with another couple. The jukebox ran out of songs and the sound system automatically switched back to the television, too loud as usual. "Dougie," Guy addressed the bartender, "can you turn it down a little? Thanks." "No problem,...
Chapter 3. She Tests her Master's Limitations. Saturday Evening I followed him downstairs a few minutes later. He was busy in the kitchen, bent over the chest freezer. I stood silently, in as provocative stance as I could manage. One hand on raised hip the other circling an erect nipple and my tongue licking my lips. I watched him through languorous eyes,...
The Mission District is my home. San Francisco has been where my family has lived for generations. We were here long before the Anglos came to California. I live and work in my loft studio. It's located just a few blocks form the Mission San Francisco de Asís, established in 1776. My work is my life. It's also how I make a living. She came to me for a portr...
It was just after 6 P.M. when Anna spotted Odette on the barstool. She was dressed for hot weather with her white Capri's and spaghetti strap, navy camisole. On the other hand it did not matter where Odette was; she could generate her own heat wave. Anna watched her for a moment, wishing they were back at the apartment so she could slide the straps off Odett...