It's late, nearly 11, on an early November night. The chill on the platform of the Hamburg train station is penetrating, a damp, German cold that soaks up through the soles of your shoes, no matter how stout, and ends up in your bones. The cold air is only accentuating the typical train station smell--that smell of electricity, cigarettes, cinders, cheap foo...
(Only her hairdresser knows, unless you read the story!) I was working graveyard as a rookie cop in one of the smaller cities just outside of Los Angeles, California. Our little city was independent from that of L.A. County so we had our own school system, fire and police departments. I was born and raised here so by the time I became an officer, I knew a l...
I was at work one day when I turned around to see a beautiful, nervously timid young face looking at me. "This is our programming department. They handle the technical problems with our product." She was a new employee, being shown around. Tall, long straight dirty blond hair, she might be called big if she weren't so tall. Almost my height! Too young for th...
Surprisingly many days had passed by without any major incidents and I was happy that I managed to keep my normal schedule, that I succeeded in doing all the things I was told to do, the right way and on time, even though I was stuck in thoughts almost all the time. I went through the motions, responding to input more or less automatically – probably very li...
"I'm bo-ored," Bunny said in a singsong tone as she leaned over Leon's shoulder. Leon swatted irritably at her head, but she just ducked back and started skipping around the table, singing, "Bored bored borededy bored, boredy bored bored bored bored..." "Alright, who let the Bunny have sugar?" Kathleen snarked, prompting a round of desultory laughter from t...
When Sebastian Beast, the famous photographer and consort of innumerable fashion models and film stars, decided to move into the quiet country town of Lustley it caused quite a stir. Sebastian was tall, thirty-years old, wealthy and exceptionally handsome. He had bought Thrustham Hall, an imposing Victorian mansion on the outskirts of the town, part of which...
Whenever someone mentions Bill Buckner, I get an erection. Not a simple half mast salute like when one shakes longer than necessary at the urinal; I'm talking about two inches away from bumping into a vagina type of raging boner. It's not that I find him, or any man for that matter, attractive. While same the incident that befell him one Saturday night bac...
He Screwed Up Prologue Brad and Troi met when he was 19 and she was 16. He was in college, playing football and working on a business degree. She was in high school on the cheer squad. They married two years later after Brad graduated from college and Troi graduated from high school. They were the perfect couple. Brad is 6'1" with broad shoulders and a sm...
This story is set in the Star Trek universe, but does not feature any of the familiar characters you may have seen on TV. However, it does mention some events which may be familiar to fans of the show. However, no copyright infringement is intended. This is a work of fiction from my imagination and fantasies and does not have anything to do with Star Trek or...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: this semi-fictionalised account of life in the adult Scene features characters as constancies rather than walk-ons. Or even, as hard-ons. This chapter can be a stand-alone but makes more sense in the context defined by Chapter 1. 'S up to you, Reader. A swingers' event in Vegas, centered in and around The Strip. A trade show for the adult ent...