This is a BTB story, well sort of. If you don't like those kinds of stories DON'T READ THIS. You won't find it to your liking. There is no sex, there are no wimps, and there aren't any "GREY AREAS" of understanding. That's not the Huedogg style. * What would you do if you came home to scene I just witnessed? My first impulse was to grab my gun and lay was...
Isabella Saviano: A Mafia Wife The raven-haired Italian woman stepped out of the pool naked just as the SUV approached the gated compound. Isabella always stuck with her Saturday morning routine, even during impromptu visits from her husband's associates. She liked flaunting herself to the bodyguards around the pool. It was her way of showing power to the...
"Is it wrong to check out the freshmen?" David asked with a smile as three girls walked by in way-too-short of skirts. "You have to ask?" Bryce answered as he looked over at Ashley. "Hey, I don't remember you in any miniskirts." She raised an eyebrow at him. "That is because I don't own a miniskirt." Bryce sat back in the booth. "That should be crime." "...
Susan Sutter had a mind of her own. She was the wife of a successful lawyer, mother of two college students and heiress to a fortune. She loved John, her husband, but her hungar for sex was more then he alone could handle. Of course she was careful not to cause talk concerning her "adventures in sex," which would be terrible for her family, but she pursued s...
Elyse Bouvier had just stepped out of the shower and was wrapped only in a pink towel when a pounding at the front door brought her to a halt in the living room. 'Well, I'm not going to answer the door like this!' The young brunette decided. She quickly made her way toward her bedroom, but someone suddenly called out to her from the open window, "Wait...
Sitting at the table of the kitchen, as you're eating the last thing that was in your fridge , your phone starts to ring. You grab it inside your pocket, and click on the button " Answer" . A voice starts talking , a deep , regular, and familiar voice ; " Hello , Roxy. How are ya? " , says the voice. The only words you get bring up when d...
Tony Mauro sat outside the office of his uncle, Don Vincenzo, visibly sweating. He knew he was in big trouble, the fact that he was forced to sit outside under the gaze of a stony faced bodyguard instead of breezing straight in as usual testified to that. His uncle, the Don, was head of one of the largest crime families in Florida. The Mauro family had a big...
*If the only option you give your enemy is Death, they will choose your Death* (This story is sex-lite; be warned) *** For Salvador the day had started to fall apart shortly after ten in the morning. He'd spent the better part of fifty years ferretting out Marissa's secret caches of goodies and he was pretty sure he had gotten them all but one. Shortly a...
The moment Gianna Scroitto walked into the room, Wes Taylor knew he had his leading lady. It had been nearly two decades since the Bronx-born actor wrote the script for "Conflict of Interest," a comedy about Trevor Goodwin, a high-profile defense attorney modeled after the late Johnnie Cochran, who is hired to defend New York City Mafia kingpin Pasquale Pas...
(Disclaimer: This is pure fiction and a fantasy of mine. Not based on true events.) My name is Bill, 21, of Native American descent, just below 6 ft, athletic build and enlisted in the Marine Corps of the United States. I enlisted when I was 19 soon after graduating high school and was still deciding whether or not I wanted to pursue a college degree. I w...