The hot Nevada sun blinded her as she stepped out on the street, fishing in her bag for her sunglasses. Suddenly a low rumbling, like a squadron of vintage fighter planes, began to grow louder. She turned to see a gang of motorcycles roaring down the highway toward her, two abreast. Each bike had two riders, a black leather-clad man in front and an equally...
I've always been a bit of a gambler and it's that attribute that has led me into my most perverse and sexual adventure to date. Now granted, I am only eighteen years old and have much more of my life to live but that doesn't make my statement any less true; it just takes away the strength of the statement. At the time my story takes place, around Christmas o...
I looked at the time as I exited the interstate highway. Nearly midnight. It was Sammy's night to work late and he may not have closed the gas station yet but I had to hurry. When I pulled into the station all the lights were off and the station was obviously closed, so I pulled around and started out. Then I noticed a big semi, its diesel engine idling a de...
Linda had a huge grin on her pretty face. The twin turbos of her silver Porsche were on max boost and she was screaming through the desert night. This was where and when she felt most alive. Especially tonight, she was headed for a club meeting out on the flats. There was a new guy applying for membership in the club and she meant to keep him out. Two girls...
Main Cast of Characters Scott Stevens...Young 24 year old Mechanical Engineer /Lottery winner Makala Jones...One of the 18 year old twins helped with payment at Pizza Hut Makenz Jones...The other 18 year old twin (Identical twins) Lance Stevens...Scott's younger brother Betty Stevens...Lance's wife Betsy Mullen...The twin's grandmother (Gram's) This s...
This story is inspired by an old joke that exists in many forms. If I did my job right, you will recognize the joke. If not, well, I'm sorry. *** *** *** I know what you're thinking. It isn't that hell. I live in Hell, Michigan, a small town Northwest of Ann Arbor. Look it up. I'm an electrical engineer and I work at the university. The physics faculty dre...
The Second Night Sherri hadn't looked at the contents of the package before she spread them on her bed after son left for a date with his girlfriend. Now that she was alone she spaced them out on the comforter and scrutinized what she had purchased. There was a hood like she had worn at the sex store, a black leather teddy with a zipper that started below t...
It was the place, hell the only place in town where you could get a decent bite to eat, a good stiff drink, or find a bit of music to dance to. Not a fancy place, but the wood plank floors were scrubbed clean every night and, believe it or not, each morning when it opened the kitchen sparkled. During the course of the day though, the incessant wind would bri...
© Copyright 2013 Chapter 1 — In the Beginning July 1973 It didn't matter that she wasn't pretty. He had been watching her watching him. He knew what that was all about. It was Hildy Wertz, the lobby receptionist at the Operations Center of the utility company where Jim worked his summer job while he was in college. He knew her well enough to say 'hello'...
Breathing deep. I've been preparing for this, but I'm nervous. Today is the Tour-de-Fat. I've decided that I'm going to engage in some long-term public bondage and see how well I can blend into the insanity. The route for the Tour rides past my house. I'm intending on joining the fray and riding roughly eight blocks with the tour and then continuing on ano...