I enjoy hearing from my readers, good or bad. ***** Chapter 1 I can't believe that it's gone this far. I mean it was just a joke. I mean, sure we were all drunk and stoned. Larry, Bill's best friend was acting the fool as usual. Yes he was a little more aggressive than he normally is. I attributed that to the exceptional weed. I've never had a high from m...
Peter had traveled from London to Birmingham to present Dina to Gupta. He discovered that the Indian man had discovered a new toy with a high nobility girl named Brigitta he had blackmailed into absolute submission. He intends to complete her debasement by revealing to her husband that she is his puppet and threatening to reveal a scandal that would destroy...
Thanks to GToast for editing this story. * "Yeah, fuck you bitch! You got exactly what you deserved," Michael said out loud as he sat at his computer. With a smug smile on his face he clicked back to the new story list and began searching for another. "I've got time for one more 'burn the bitch' story before Frannie gets home." Every evening Michael sa...
Chapter 01 (Zeal for Flesh) They waited. They waited and they waited. At the far end of the living room sitting on the brand new cream leather couches, William and Cecile stare at their glass door foyer, keenly anticipating some beautiful silhouettes at their doorstep. These two gentlemen try to represent success in the most ostentatious ways possible....
The gritty strains on an indiscernible Merle Haggard song bled through the fuzzy speakers of Russ's Waters Edge Tavern, on the outskirts of Cape Girardeau, Missouri. Muffled sounds of peanut shells crackling under the feet of a nonstop progression of Midwestern rednecks combined with the occasional slaps of pool balls colliding to create the Webster's Dictio...
We believe that we know people, we laugh and wink at friends and strangers who we see doing the nasty, but aren't we suppose to know family, 'right'? I thought so too, but that was until that summer morning when I truly found out about my family, and myself. As I look back I'm astounded at my ignorance of the world. Money was tight, the economy a shit hole,...
I don't understand women. I know. Guys all say that, but I really mean it. Just wait until you hear my story. I had a mother and a sister and I've had a girlfriend most of the time since 9th grade. As far as I can tell, nothing you learn about one woman teaches you anything about any other woman. Not only that, but figuring out how one woman thinks doesn'...
Josie wasn't too good at domestic chores or taking orders. Her father had tried to teach her some discipline but as a teenager she had rebelled. So here she was a wanderer in search of something, not knowing what. She had been moving from place to place, living frugally, and slowly spending the inheritance. Somehow she had taken to Pete so moved in, with m...
I stepped out of the shower, drying off and trying not to leave water on the floor. Last time I left water on the floor, I fell and busted my ass. Couldn't sit without pain for a week. It didn't help my lovelife either. I peered into my mirror and have to admit I admired what I saw. Twenty-seven and no wrinkles yet. Attractive face. Long bouncy brown hair t...
This story really requires having read Booty Call for it to make sense. * Jen felt sick to her stomach as she combed out her long, black hair in the mirror. The dread that had filled her every day since Jason had forced her to do those nasty things all over campus was still there. She hated leaving her room, but like a robot she forced herself to go to c...