Majorly revised. It has an ending now, for one thing. I hope readers like it more. Sorry wasn't better from the start. On Being Told I Am Not Interesting The stupid photographer said I was not interesting. Stupid jerk. So superior and snooty. I am over six feet tall, I have blonde hair down to the middle of my back and a good figure. How could he say I wa...
When the latest Rich List was published, I picked up the phone and made a call. The operator put me through at once. "You've seen the papers?" I said. "Of course." The voice was suave and assured. "And where would I -?" "I have the figures here in the screen. This is close of business yesterday, of course." Of course. "There was a little movement overni...
Ben grabbed his suitcase, heading for the door. He had an important business trip to attend: a sales conference at a lush tropical resort. Honestly, he was looking forward to the vacation as much as he was to the networking and sales opportunities. His cab was outside and he arrived at the airport with a few hours to spare. There, he grabbed a coffee and wa...
Note- This is meant to be a fun spoof and is not based on anything factual. To be considered as a X rated parody from the likes of Vivid Studios. Featuring Emma Watson and Stormy Daniels. xxx Africa, 1881. Sheena, Queen of the jungle, broke the surface of the clear water and slowly waded ashore through the surf. Her mass of wet golden hair clung fast to...
Summary: My little series which started here has a re-imagined setting. Between the Human and Monstergirl Empire there is an independent city which does not pay homage to either side. Its Duchess lost the city in a siege against monstergirls. I named it Temirburg. And here is how it changed hands in a siege. Prequel to "This Siege of Mine": ***** 9 years...
I met a German girl in England Who was goin' to school in France And we danced the Mississippi at an Alpha Kappa dance It wasn't me Woo, it wasn't me Yeah, you must've met some other body, No, no child it wasn't me - George Thorogood * For anyone familiar with the social Mecca that a quaint thoroughbred racetrack in Lexington, Kentucky named Keeneland be...
MP captain finds himself and wife sucking SS cock In October, 1945, Teufelberg was a village in the Bavarian Alps still not completely liberated. The US Army had passed through, found little resistance, and moved on to other objectives. When my Military Police company moved in to expedite truck traffic through the area, the place gave me the creeps. It eve...
The chronological order of my stories is as follows: Todd & Melina series, Interludes 1-5, Sperm Wars series, Russian Roulette series, Case of the Murdered Lovers series, Case of the Murdered Chessplayer series, The Swap series, Interludes 6-10, The Murdered Football Player Series, Case of the Black Widow series, Teresa's Christmas Story, The Case of the Bl...
We travel by night to avoid enemy fighters: bomb-laden American P-47's, rocket-toting English Typhoons. Death angels. Twelve kilometers more. I can nearly smell Marie Colette's perfume sweat, bad breath, and sex through the road-dust clogging my straight, Teutonic nose. The long barrel jutting out ahead of our Panther G, a 75mm KwK 42 L/70 cannon, reminds...
A young woman stopped a few feet from where I sat at an outdoor café in Trier, Germany. Had she been well groomed, she would have been stunningly beautiful. However, her jeans and T-shirt looked as though she had worn them day and night for several weeks, and her hair hadn't been combed or brushed for at least that long. Tears seemed ready to burst from her...