It was my fifth time on liberty in Hong Kong. I meet this Malay special forces Sergeant at the local Brit EM club. I'll call him Gunga Din to protect the guilty. After three beers we decide to join forces, become an Army of two, go out into the environs of Hong Kong Island and do a little reconnoitering. This reconnaissance mission lasts for at least a min...
It was early the next day, around 7 in the morning and Samantha was wide awake and lying in bed. Her husband was snoring but that wasn't what had woke her up. She'd been married to the man for over twenty years at this point and was used to it. No, she was awake and hadn't slept well at all because of a torrent of emotions that were raging inside her like a...
The bright morning sun and a full bladder woke him up. "It's not even 7 o'clock on a Sunday morning," he muttered in disbelief while sitting on the side of the bed facing the ocean. His erection led the way into the bathroom where he had to wait a minute for it to subside before he could take his morning piss. As he automatically shook the last few drops...
Ch. 01: Night Picnic The train journey was long, 500 miles. It had been difficult, with delays and problems, and Jeannie was so tired as she arrived at journey's end. She wearily managed her suitcase off the train, and stood on the platform and looked around. The few people who had shared the small train with her to this remote place in the north of Scotlan...
Before someone starts complaining about what a "bastard" this character is, remember that I don't do perfect people in my stories. Is he egotistical, self-obsessed, and rash in divorcing his wife after 20 years of marriage over her refusal to uproot herself and their kids and move them to a foreign country, when graduation is so close? That's a reasonable ar...
There is something slightly distasteful about waking up still drunk. Especially if, on waking, you find yourself on the floor, leaning against the sofa at a back-breaking angle, with the lights of Laguna Beach at the bottom of the hill winking in the wee small hours. Even more so when you realise you must have fallen asleep (or passed out) when there were st...
Inspired by the New Order universe created by Freddie Clegg. *** "Bloody bollocks, they've completely gone off their rockers!" I remarked as I watched the election results being televised. "Tell me about it. We've seen how much hysteria this 'Me, too' crap started here, to where Al Franken had to resign for some stupid photos. Why in the world would anyon...
Zehna enjoyed it when the office was empty. No noise, calls, and no staff! She did it every Tuesday and Thursday to clear the mountain of stuff as area manager. She had worked damn hard to be getting above £100,000 a year. Not easy as a Hijabi Pakistani female in today's racially divisive times. Her 5'9" curvaceous frame, 140lbs, young face and good health...
This story is protected by (c) copyright and may not be duplicated, reprinted, copied or placed on any Internet Website without permission of the author. All rights reserved. Jerry walked into the lecture room and couldn't figure out why in the world he would need a class about Shakespeare when he was going for a degree in mechanical engineering. This was s...
Mystery Prize Chapter 1: Winning the Prize Note: This is a prologue to a multi-part story that will set the stage for the future chapters. It is one of my first submissions here, and I would very much appreciate any input and feedback you can give me. I hope you enjoy it! :) Many, many, many thanks to Favorites Goddess who's editing and input was fantasti...