An erotic story of love, lust and betrayal By Thomas Graham "Sex was the most fun I ever had without laughing"...Woody Allen...Annie Hall 1977 CHAPTER ONE....The Conference Swans Nest Hotel, Stratford-on-Avon. Tuesday October 9th 2012. 3:15 a.m. 'Fuck me, Tom!' Three favourite words dear to my heart, but tonight they seem somehow surreal, as if heard t...
Hello all, for those who remember me, it's been a while. While I was writing The Loners, I mentioned that I was working on a very large project. This is that project. This is the first few hundred pages of the first of four books, which is currently vastly incomplete at this time, so I apologize for the abrupt ending this has. (This is also my 4th rewrite of...
A BLUE CHRISTMAS In July ChloeTzang created an event "In a Sunburned Country" and invited writers to write a story based in Australia timed to coincide with the Melbourne Cup, which is about as important to Aussies as New Year's Eve is to Scots, St Patrick's Day ... etc etc. This is my rather irreverent but affectionate offering in my attempt at narrating...
Once again I want to thank my editor "Wires" for his assistance with this story. His work made the final product much more readable. As always, however, any errors remaining are mine. I did tweak this one a little after he returned it. ***** Garrett Mans came slouching into the kitchen of his mother's house late once again for supper. The 19-year-old well-...
DISCLAIMER: All characters appearing in this story are fictitious as they do not exist. Any resemblance to a real person, living or dead is purely coincidental and should not be construed to associate a real person, living or dead with scenes or events described within this story. All of the characters depicted in this story are over the age of 18 and takes...
Authors note There seem to be a lot of Wild West stories floating around ... this one is a romantic fantasy, with an oddly singular and tongue in cheek look to a version of the Wild West. Enjoy. ***** Chapter 1 Caroline Bagshaw rested her head on the leather-covered steering wheel and wept. Her dream life, apparently so perfect two years previously, with...
* * * A Chance Encounter: My sister Erin glanced over as she eased her car from the arrivals curb at the Dallas-Fort Worth airport. "So how was your flight?" Actually, it was pretty shitty, now that you ask. She had just driven over a hundred miles to pick me up so I wouldn't be tormented by a three hour wait to take the next Greyhound bus home. I knew...
[Author's note: This is the first story I've managed to complete. Of course it turned out longer than I'd expected, but I hope you'll find it's as long as it needed to be. Thank you for reading!] Lisa smiled that smile that always meant trouble, and stood up from the table. In a single motion, she unzipped her jeans and pulled everything down to her ankles....
Tanya and I were strolling, hand in hand, down the supermarket aisle. With my free hand I pushed the trolley and with hers she occasionally dumped things into it as we passed the shelves. It was a blazing hot summer's day and we were dressed to suit it. I had on only a pair of shorts and a T-shirt. Short shorts, because Tanya hated those long things that com...
Before you begin this lengthy tale there are a few things you should know. First, I initially released this on a choose your own adventure site, thus the much despised Second Person POV. Also there will be parts that may seem odd in a purely linear read through. Had I known it was going to turn into what it did I would have done it differently. Second, re...