Hi, everybody. Nash Winters is in the house. Kind of an odd name, isn't it? Well, it's the only one I got so a big fuck you to anyone who finds it weird! I was born and raised in the Bagley neighborhood of metropolitan Detroit, in the beautiful State of Michigan. These days, I live in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario. You might wonder what an authenti...
Motoko and Batou didn't have to read minds to know that Roarke and Eve chose sex tonight. But not before they ate a dinner that consisted of chicken marsala with fettuccine alfredo and red wine. Two helpings of that meal to be exact due to Eve not eating anything these past twenty-four hours. It pleased Roarke to see Eve eat and drink like she'd been recentl...
Water Nymphs Kyle had a lot of ground to cover over the next few days. He was going to have to travel at least 15 miles for the next three days to reach the end of the trail in the time he had given himself. As he hiked, it got hotter and Kyle put a bandana around his head to keep his sweaty shaggy brown hair out of his face. The ground was flat and Kyle wa...
On Monday there were eleven applicants for the two part time painting positions that I had advertised to fill. Huley sat next to me in the cafeteria as I spoke to the young men, one at a time. Some of them had experience, others did not. Some had their own transportation, others did not. Some looked strong enough to handle a heavy ladder, and some had to be...
Chapter 12 Pressure Frank was careful not to hurt Floyd's feelings when he arrived at the office early on Monday morning, as he had done a few days before. Sometimes Frank got busy and forgot that it was easy to give a person the feeling he was getting the brush-off without intending to do so. "Good morning, Floyd," Frank said, forcing out a little more en...
I once remember a day when I had it all, the girlfriend who had it all. The sex was awesome, even though it turns out she only fucked for my enjoyment. After two breakups on her part, I had come to realize that we were not emotionally connected. I left her and we didn't get back together again. I had cravings for sex nearly every day. At times, the cravings...
Note: Once again I thank you all for your patience. I also wish to thank Jean and donalde for beta reading and to mostera1 who bounced ideas with me. * Barb continued to stare at the phone for several minutes before deciding against making her phone call. She wasn't in the mood to hear what a selfish bitch she was. A few minutes later, she was looking at...
"And then there's me, but I don't believe in such stupid taboos, anyway. And you have some dirt on me as well, don't you, at least by the same idiotic moral code that so many give at least lip service. I don't personally give a fuck. So, be that as it may, perhaps we should kiss ... and make up, eh?" Marsha told Howard and Kristin with a wink. "Or maybe I c...
AUTHOR'S NOTE Here's Part 2. If it took too long, I'm sorry. For those of you who commented on Part 1--or even bothered reading it, for that matter--thank you. It should go without saying that if you haven't read Part 1, you should do so now. Again, any and all comments are most appreciated. NINE The next morning at seven found me at Uncle Jack's doorst...
I have to thank a pair of people who went over this and made it far better than i could Honeybree and Pepper_pace. The two of you did so much for this story i can't even begin to thank you. For all of you who read this story please enjoy it. It is a long one, but I couldn't cut corners on this one. So enough of my useless rambling and enjoy the show! comment...