Grateful thanks go to the best editor in the world – thesoundandfury. And check out his new novel – Models and Super Spies. Thanks Ken, not only for your editing, but also for the constant encouragement, suggestions, and for helping me to become a better writer. Chapter 5: The Kill Erin DeVere was convinced she'd found another gem. Kelli's encounter with B...
This story is the sequel to my six part series Another Football Season. To find out what brought Peggy to this point please take the time to read that series. Or just enjoy her exploits from this point forward. Your feedback is greatly appreciated. R_U Peggy takes a part time job. After Franklin left late that Saturday afternoon I decided a relaxing bubble...
I consider myself a pretty normal guy; 46 years old, long ago divorced, no kids, retired from the fire department after twenty years. I supplement my pension by selling equipment to fire departments and rescue squads. I enjoy softball with my buddies, watch movies, travel a bit with old friends, and date occasionally, but don't have a steady girlfriend; don'...
Sandra walked over to the miniature bar, as everyone in the room fixated on her body. She poured a small glass of brandy as a tall black man dressed like a gangster approached her, "Hello Sandra, they call me Tyrell." He sat his drink on the bar and offered her his hand. She placed her hand softly in his as he lifted it up to his lips, placing a tender kiss...
The twin moons of Elysia hung like pendulous breasts in the darkened sky, the shimmering jewelled galactic centre providing a breathtaking backdrop to the unique sight as the massive gas giant that orbited outwards of the planet started to rise above the nearby tree tops. The magnificence was lost on Richard Jensen as he sat in the garden chair, legs spread...
This story has already been posted elsewhere with the pen-name texrep. Kezza67 and texrep are the pen-names I use for my stories. This is a story of fiction. Any resemblance to people alive or dead, or institutions are coincidental. Please be aware that the ending is somewhat poignant. Life isn't always fair and happy. * CHAPTER ONE How do we define life...
I. Expecting the power to go off at any time, now, I'd finished the last of the document scanning to DVD. All the 'special' packages had been sent to California. The doorbell took me by surprise: as the town's new-minted pariah, the last thing I expected was a visitor. I got up from the table I was using for a desk, down the hallway, crossed over the spot...
This story is a work of fiction. Only the really boring parts are autobiographical. Any resemblance of any character in this story to any real person is unintentional and pure coincidence. Please read Chapter One to get the context for this story. ***** The Monday after my meeting at Karen's condo, I called one of my connections. Jim Carr had served as Gov...
The village elders had summoned me, so I made my way as quickly as possible to the Great Hall, only stopping to smooth my long dress down and check my hair. The three elderly men sat behind a long table, and an old man I'd never seen before stood beside them. Off in the shadows I could make out another, female figure. I stood before them and bowed my head....
George woke most mornings with a case of morning wood; it had just never come with a brunette attached before. Carla lay across his stomach, licking and sucking his dick, her left hand playing with his balls. Laying nearly parallel to him, her ass was conveniently located and he let his left hand find its way. There were so many areas on Carla's body that...