Chapter 21 — Escape Everyday Frank waited in his office for the summons from the SEC. Al Crossman told him it might not be an official summons, but a letter informing him that he was the target of an SEC investigation. Al told him that was the next best thing to an actual summons. Frank tried to forget about it. It wasn't easy and his decision to tell Trudy...
The next morning, about ten, a cross-town courier showed up with the papers on the Victory Warehouse complex, just as I wanted them. There was a hand-written note from the geezer thanking me "for my patience". A two hundred dollar blowjob had saved me ten grand, and had gotten a two million dollar renovation project going. If that isn't great "risk managemen...
I decided to do a bit of revisions on this and add to it for part of my nano story. I hope you enjoy! * * * * Chapter One The sound of battle rose to the ears of the people, causing them to gaze with horror at the practice field where two men battled furiously. Steam seemed to come off of them on this day where the sun seemed cold and the gray sky did lit...
Let me tell you how I fucked my luscious bhabhi (sister-in-law) Shivani. This is a long erotic story about the luscious lady, who is more stunning than the story. She is from Punjab, a 28 year old woman with a fair complexion, nice apple sized breasts (normally Punjabi girls have full ripe breasts), and a nice tight, but big, ass which moves with a lot of se...
Nineteen 'If you can replace something, it can't be that important.' - Richey Osgood, Rock Week, 2000. After Candice Barkin's trial in 1997 – a life sentence imposed for the murder of Will McCann and the attempted murder of Vaughn Madden – Richey left England in an attempt to clear his head. For the first time in two decades he was able to travel for pure...
Note: My character in the story is an English teacher but I am not one in real life. So grammar nazis can be lenient on me & the racists can keep their snide remarks to themselves. Note: This story is dedicated to Mona. If you are reading this story Mona, I have read your mail and I am touched. Be the character...be what you want to be. I sighed as I fi...
We had worked together for a number of years and never once viewed each other as anything but colleagues. But when I was ready to leave town, we both knew I had made a mistake. There was something in her that I wanted, and something in me that she was going to miss. Sunita is very attractive and she is shorter than I am. Her breasts are not so large, but sh...
Yu Ling's forehead is covered with a light sheen of perspiration. She is trying hard not to breathe too hard, nor make any groans of pleasure. Her body is shivering slightly; it is easily mistaken as a reaction to the chilly room temperature and her skimpy clothes (spaghetti top with denim skirt that was way above her knees). As the lecturer drones on, and s...
The night train was to depart at eleven. Mary could not afford a private sleeping car, and so purchased a ticket for a shared car. It was difficult negotiating the transaction—Todd was the one who knew French, and she had come to count on him. Never mind. She would do fine. Mary & Todd had had a great time in London, but things got a little complicated in D...
Hi, I'm Richey Davis and this is the truly amazing story of my day. Have you ever been 'singing' a tune in your head, only to turn on the radio and hear that very same song being played over the airwaves? Bizarre I know, but that was how my day started. The song, 'Don't Marry Her' by the Beautiful South had invaded my dream sleep and lodged itself so firmly...