Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Or is it? All characters herein are imaginary. Or are they? All events described here are fictitious. Oh, really? All locales described here are real and actual. If you had been to the unnamed places, you would recognize them. But this story is not to be taken seriously. Or is it? All sexual activity depicted here invol...
Feel Free to post some Comments or share your ideas. Writers are always welcome :) When Captain America entered the room he already suspected that it would be one of those days. It was extremely rare that the leaders of all 4 big associations met. Tony, who walked next to him, seemed to know that too. The heavy steps of the Iron Man armor echoed in the long...
Maria did feel a bit, well, not anxious, but rather slightly out of sorts. For Dick, everything would stay as it was, except he'd finally have what he never expected to have, a wife to share his life with. And a puppy. But for Maria everything would change, until they had their own home she would have to live with a different set of people, a decidedly weird...
I used to be a fairly wealthy man. I designed and sold improved parts for cars, my company was doing pretty well, too. Enough so that I bought a small ranch, a nice house with stream frontage that had been part of an estate. The old man that owned it had split it into two sections, several acres in each, giving one half to each of his two sons. I bought t...
Avengers Tower was presumptuously named, as only one Avenger lived there currently and his other place had been blown up by terrorists. Inside, in one of the suite of rooms lined up in a row like a millionaire's idea of a college dorm (which they were), Tony's Sure-Fire Hit Make-Out Mix stopped in the middle of a particularly good Boyz II Men ballad. "Pepp...
Chapter IV Officer John Rodgers opened his eyes. It was 5:55. The sun was rising on the horizon in a rancid, filthy alley in Anacostia, a section of Southeast Washington, DC, known for its high incidence of violent crime. Rodgers was staring down at the teenager he had just subdued seconds ago at gun point. He was, to say the least, nonplused. What in Hel...
Chapter IV Officer John Rodgers opened his eyes. It was 5:55. The sun was rising on the horizon in a rancid, filthy alley in Anacostia, a section of Southeast Washington, DC, known for its high incidence of violent crime. Rodgers was staring down at the teenager he had just subdued seconds ago at gun point. He was, to say the least, nonplused. What in Hel...
***So I'm picking up the pace here a bit and the focus will switch here and there a little. This chapter's got a little bit of everything in it, so you'll need a good comfy chair and some munchies, maybe. All I know is in this one chapter, almost everybody has a good time as the group of werewolves continues on its eastward exodus. What do I mean by a goo...
A word of explanation: The Tug stories are special to me because they let me indulge my interest in history. A few of you share my hobby and I always want to entertain. I just posted my Legends Day piece, and I usually don't post so close together. But, I've been working on this piece for some time (for another purpose) and it's finished. So, I thought I'd...
Chapter 01: At the Swimming Hole Our husbands had a great idea. As usual it was great for them, but boring for us. The two of them wanted to pack Maria and me off to the lake for two weeks. We protested; but they just argued about how much we would love the swimming, sun bathing and cool air of the Balcones. It was apparent they had some plan of their own....