Ahhh, Christmastime at the underwear store... Make sure you read all the Holiday Contest entries and vote on your favorites! * * * There's nothing quite like driving along the sea on a nice, warm day, windows down, smelling the salt and letting the sandy sun soak into the car, driving out the smells of stale coffee and old fast-food wrappers. Today was a...
Chapter 15 Senior Sergeant Darby, or Benny to his friends, had the shits. It was preliminary finals weekend and he was stuck on road patrol. To top it off he had to pull a double later to cover for a sick coworker. So tonight he'd be dragging drunken idiots out of fights, getting puked on and generally having a great time. With his seniority he shouldn't be...
Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Finally. Sorry it took so long, but this was the longest chapter and it took time to process. As always, I need to thank, Stylus and Madison, my cool editors - for their endless patience, and great insights. Just a quick reminder. So far: 1. The Big b...
Sorry for the long wait on this one. To be honest I didn't think I had a part two in me. Guess I was wrong. Hope you like the story. Thanks Lostindavoid ***** Chapter One Wishing For Wings He judged the distance from his hotel balcony to the one adjacent to his. He stretched his arm out as far as he could but even with his longish limbs he couldn't touch...
###NOTE: One of the characters in this speaks several languages, and there are several used here which I've written in English, obviously, but when that one character speaks in English her speech carries a heavy Russian accent. It's a challenge to write that accent into the dialog and love scenes, and though it might not flow - it is intended to be that way,...
The buyout, the stock option payoff, the golden exit -- everybody says that it's a moment when dreams come true, but nobody says that your dreams die in the process. Jeremy sat diagonally from me at the conference table, looking like he wanted to skip the rest of the day and get to the drinking. He was never one for wearing ties, much less suits, so having t...
Not sure I remember too much about actually graduating from high school, but I do remember that summer after. Those first three months after – when I could finally say something like 'Free at last, free at last, God Almighty – free at last!' – and not feel like a complete idiot. Of course, only an idiot would think that – but suddenly life, and everything ab...
My thanks to ErikThread and Derek for their editing skills and helpful suggestions, as well as the eagle eye of GordonJ who found my little oversights and let me know as he went along. Thank you all three. I hope you enjoy our mutual efforts. This story doesn't fit any neat category. It isn't really science fiction, more like a fantasy. I'll let you the rea...
© 2020, All rights reserved - mimaster ~*~*~*~*~*~*~ Stepping out of the hotel room into the brilliant sunlight, Betsy stood on the walkway that ran along the edge of the third floor. Facing east, she basked in the warm rays as they washed over her body, wondering what they would feel like if she was standing there naked like she had just eight hours befor...
Author's Notes: 'A Shepherd in France -- Ch. 1 and 2' is a continuation of 'The Shepherd of Ashburn Court -- Parts 1 through 5'. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the backstory so please read the other stories first. All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older. ******** A Shepherd in France -- Ch....