Second chapter. Three is in the works. I'm going to try to keep it to one a week if not more. If you're looking for a quickie, sorry, I don't do fluff. Usually. But feel free to enjoy the story anyway. Mac *** She woke when she felt Wyatt get up to take his turn at the door. Conn stroked her hair and shushed her until he fell asleep again. She looked ove...
Clang! His heart skipped a beat. He was alone with her. She was looking as gorgeous as she was in the same photograph which had given him so many sleepless nights. What he liked about photographs is that they capture a moment that's gone forever, impossible to reproduce. The one he had was truly one of a kind. The girl was pretty, there was no doubt about...
When the phone rang that morning I had one of those rare psychic feelings telling me that the call was important. It was. "Nick? This is Eric. I need your help. Can you come over today?" I could and did. When I got to their house Eric was sitting on the front porch with their dog, Flash, the slowest dog I'd ever seen. Sarah wasn't home. I sat in the chair...
Sometimes my wife Catherine thinks so purely that she can be quite naïve. Like the way she has no clue how sexy she is and seems to not notice a lot of the attention men of all ages give her. Here's a perfect example. We met for lunch today. She had a dermatologist appointment at 11:00 so we met for lunch at Olive Garden for a little treat. We've been tryin...
Friday. It had been a very busy week. I had finally gotten the last of my new furniture delivered. Liking the way my living room now looked, the soft leather couch, chairs...along with a deep mahogany coffee table and end tables. Something I had always wanted, but up until now, had never had. Karen had insisted on what I termed as scratchy floral printed cou...
The prisoner had no memory of falling asleep. It usually took him a long time. He usually had to quiet his mind by force of will before sleep was even possible. He had a lot to think about after the maid left and thought he might not sleep at all. Soon after, he was sucked down into it, taken there by something that was not himself. It was as though the thic...
Jack was surprised his wife didn't answer his phone call. Most of the time she answered on the second or third ring. She must be mowing the lawn or something he thought to himself as he threw his phone onto the bed. His meetings ended early today and he now found himself in his hotel room with a couple of hours to kill before meeting his colleagues for dinne...
Chapter 4: Exposed "When did you discover that you're getting old?" Jim asked. That was the questioned floated out at our monthly poker game. My neighbor, Jim, had complained that the bagger at the grocer store had called him "Mr. Johnson" and Jim had wanted to say, "That's my father's name". We laughed. Bob said he accepted that he was old when all of the...
Copyright 2017 NOTE - Since this story involves mob activities, there is violence and killing. If that bothers you, please do not read this story. ***** I am or at least was a federal law enforcement officer. I was a damned good one too, if I must say so. I am Michael Thomas, the son of a French father and a Russian mother, but born in the USA. I grew up...
Ch. 01: Chloe Martha Kent, age 45, Chloe Sullivan, age 21, Lois Lane, age 22, and Lana Lang age 21, were all at a girl's night out at the Talon enjoying some fine coffee. "It was really nice of you to take us out like this Mrs. Kent," said Chloe. "Please. Please. It was my pleasure," Martha responded. What they didn't know was that while their coffee was...