The bump was totally unexpected. Jujou had been running round the track for some time and had fallen into that trance state so well known to the long distance runner. She hadn't even noticed that another runner had joined her on the track and when the contact came she lost her balance and spilled on the ground. "Watch out slow poke!" The taunting words dri...
Brittany took her time getting back to the base camp along the southern shoreline of Andros Island. Todd had released his tight grip on the dash's grab bar long before the color had returned to his paled face. Ray and Frank Caposi were waiting for them at the stern of the houseboat as Brittany nosed the bow of the catamaran powerboat towards them. After ty...
Back in high school my I had a very close group of friends. We had only really come together at the end of high school; we were a mix of seniors, juniors, and a few graduates who already had moved on to college. When our group came together, I was one of the seniors. We began having get togethers in a friend's house at the beginning of senior year - lots of...
Chapter 8: The Roofers I had been a property broker for several years now and was doing really well at it, I owned my own flat in North London and commuted to Leeds and Glasgow every week, staying in hotels, it was a hard hectic and rewarding life, and I had decided a long time ago that I was going to retire at 40. My brother Mike was my accountant and one...
When a person emerges from a very long relationship with one person, life feels very different. Small things such as deciding whether or not to go out and socialise can feel massive. In my case, I felt like a small pale animal that had been hibernating for many years, blinking outdoors in the sunshine for the first time in a while. The world felt vast, and I...
(Usual Disclaimer Time: Even though this story almost entirely takes place in a high school setting, all the characters in this story are 18 years old or older, and since we're living in the wide wonderful world of porno-land here, where clichés roam free and things might get a little unrealistic from time to time, please remember it's all in good fun. This...
I lived in Orlando but spent quite a bit of time in Cocoa Beach, so much so that I maintained an apartment there. I liked the name of the complex. It was called The Lovely Arms after a comic strip apartment complex in which Brenda Starr lived. I averaged spending a week a month there but sometimes the week would stretch into two or three weeks. The length of...
This story is fiction, not to be confused with reality in any shape or form. The characters as depicted here are not real! * * * * * Well, where to start. I guess it was my being gone so much for my job. You see, in my work I am gone for two or three weeks at a time, sometimes up to six weeks, but, I am then home on time off for one or two weeks or someti...
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"Good morning, Arrow Associates. This is Cara. How may I direct your call?" I wouldn't last a week as a receptionist. I could never sound half that cheerful repeating the same thing forty times before noon. Not to mention keeping track so I didn't keep saying 'morning' at 3 pm. But Cara has been doing it for six months now while greeting the arriving staff...