About four years ago I was sitting at the bar of my favourite local pub. "What's wrong?" I asked Melanie, the attractive middle-aged barmaid in my favourite local pub, The Modern World. "I'm in a bit of a jam." She sighed as she carefully drew a pint of beer. "My daughter has left her boyfriend and moved back in with two kids in tow." Melanie flashed me a...
One minute, Liza was fine, blissfully driving down the interstate with her best friend, Jason, shooting the shit, heading south to take in a rock concert. The next, her world exploded into horns, and flashing lights, pain in her side, and a scream. And then it was dark. The next thing she remembered thinking about was whether Jason was all right. Then the pa...
I was in a shitty mood when I wrote this. Although this story takes place in Red River Falls, it has absolutely nothing to do with anything regarding my other stories. I just wanted to write something about a guy getting some self-respect back. This story is pure BTB all the way. If you don't like that kind of story, that's fine; to each, his own. Just move...
This story doesn't have a lot of sex in it. Its about a wife that wants to climb the ladder of success, get rich, and divorce her husband, after he has been a slave to her. I have had enough of the bitch I am married to. Getting all my evidence together, that included pictures, tapes, DNA reports, and letters, I was at my lawyer's office filing for a divor...
Six o'clock in the morning comes way too early anymore, it seems. As I reach over to slam the button on the alarm clock that has been buzzing incessantly for over a minute, my mind somehow manages to override my body's desire to rollover for another 5 minutes. I turn my head for one final glance at my wife's curvaceous form lying hidden beneath the blankets....
Anna, pushed me in the back with her hand, an oddly clumsy push. her hand twisted over, because it was bent back where she'd managed to crook her arm round me, I suppose it was more of a flap than a push. I grunted, she moved her arm off and clenched her fist, driving it into my side. "Alarm, dummy!" She managed, then with a twist she lay on her side, facin...
It was 9AM on Saturday morning, which was actually 7 days, an entire week, after he had walk out that Tommy finally came home. Liza was beside herself with worry and she didn't think Lee was right when he told her that her husband was just punishing her and he would be home sooner or later. Tom was gone for more than the three days he took off from work and...
Chapter 4 The Redhead, the Brunette and Me makes three Eve. She looked tall but was only five six, five seven. She was a cliché; long hair—breast length, dirty blond, streaked with different shades but different carpet color, which I learned later, so dyed to achieve the effect. She dressed with class but when I followed her to the jewelry store, she was d...
"Just sex?" she asked. Her voice struggled for control. A grimace floated across her face. "Yes, Liza," I said. "Just sex. It was good, but it meant nothing ¬-- it was gymnastics. She had a great body -- lovely tits. A bit bigger than yours I'd say, and firmer, but then again, she was at least ten years younger. But other than that, just sex. Sweaty exercis...
Liza bit her finger. She was busy punching, pushing and probing around her console. Drained. Emotionally uneven since months of searching brought them from one wall to the other. She was worried about them all. Liza felt it all, but most of it she had to be strong. For all of them. A noise behind her drew her back to reality. She was aware that one other pe...