Edited by Deep Blue C ***** Jim Cravens stood in the motel doorway, breathing in the beach air, the salty tang waking him further from his sleep as he looked at his car parked just a few feet away, the morning mist dripping from the maroon paint. He debated whether to walk or drive to the diner down the street and mentally flipping a coin, decided that dri...
The title was in a passage of a story I read recently, unfortunately that's the only thing that stuck, or I'd give credit. ***** Looking around the room, I couldn't help but smile. Jerry deserved this happiness, he'd had a rough couple of years. I was surprised I was here at all. I called him when I got the invitation. "You sure about this?" He actually...
There is very little graphic sex in this story. * CHAPTER ONE I have often heard people say that what goes around comes around; many will sagely refer to the 'circles of time'. If you are to believe those two maxims, then the other old advisory 'you should never go back' is contradictory. You have no choice about going back because the circles of time and...
CHAPTER 1 Hard-faced commissioning editor Ruby Street looked at one of the publishing company's premier writers of soft romances that were laced with mild naughtiness. She smiled bleakly, thinking the success of this attempt to wrench Paris McCoy out of her comfortable rut to hit the bookshelves with a sexy sizzler were about as good as finding a hundred bu...
Chapter One They're changing the Guard at Buckingham Palace — Christopher Robin went down with Alice The words of the song my grandmother had sung to me echoed in my head as I left the conference hall into a crisp London night. London! There was a sense of magic to the place. My granny came from southern England and thought the city was the centre of the...
Note from Slickman: This is my 50th story and I wanted it to be fun for both sexes. I hope you have as much fun reading it as I did writing it. Copies of this story may not be made for distribution, be publishing or copied to another webpage without explicit permission from the author. John could not remember how or when it first started. Neither could his...
It was a very hot and humid summer day. I dressed up in one of my sexiest dresses, a flashy emerald green number that clings to my curves and leaves a lot of skin exposed in such a way that it cannot be worn with underwear. I'm not just talking about a bra, wearing even a thong with this dress would look a bit tacky. The shoulders were straps, the fabric was...
((Authors Note - Please note that this is adult fiction, so only read further if you qualify! This is the second part of three covering Batgirl's experiences after the 'Wins' series. As before, it's best read after Part 1, but just as a quick summary... Batgirl has just about recovered from her traumatic experience with Batman (see Batgirl Wins), and has...
The story that follows is a fantasy, containing elements recalling my past. Nobody is under eighteen, and you shouldn't be either, if you're about to read on. * My story began soon after leaving sixth form college, when I had just turned eighteen. Well before that, I had offers, but resisted them until I had at least an academic grounding. The offers had b...
This is my entry for the Halloween writing contest so please remember to vote when you're finished reading. I hope you enjoy my story! ------------------------------------------------------------- "Can you speak up, Ted, I can't hear you! You know what, hang on a second..." Detective Nathan Yost lowered his cellphone, pressing it to his chest to muffle th...