This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
"Come one! Come all! See the world's most intelligent orc and other exotic wonders, gathered from the farthest reaches of Arcanum to be viewed by you! Yes, you!" I paused in the sidewalk, then turned to face the twelve year old who had just thrust his cane at me. The street urchin had been set upon an empty crate of Proudfoot Stout and was waving a cane in...
Chapter 1 Worse then spiders, ghosts, monsters under the bed, Vampires or just about anything else you could think of, the thing I've always hated was Aliens. I couldn't express my fear for them with words. I just knew that they were something to be feared. My brother thought that I was a nut case. "They aren't real, dumbass," he would always say. For as lo...
The black stretch limo moved silently through the downtown street like a shark at dusk. The tinted windows protected the occupants from any nosy onlookers as it made its way north, toward the suburbs. Only the olive-skinned driver could be seen through the front windshield, his face mainly hidden by the classic chauffer's hat and his dark glasses. The grey-...
This isn't like those other stories where once the guy starts up some weird non-spoken agreement between him and his dame, he has unlimited access to her and her cache like a bearded pirate with a rather handsome parrot on his shoulder plundering broad and treasure chest what's found buried on a desert island somewhere. I don't even have a parrot. "Get up,...
Preface Readers: I write to titillate, arouse, and entertain. Much of the material contained in this story is explicitly descriptive of an alternative lifestyle. If your comfort zone is based on missionary sex every other Thursday around 8 pm, this story will likely not suit your reading tastes. Comments are welcome, especially those that deal with the way...
I looked at the woman leaning against the wall carefully. She reminded me of someone I'd known at one time. She had the same mouth, the same eyes, and the same open smile, but there the resemblance ended. This woman was much slimmer than Sophie had been, her hair was shorter and far less elegantly styled and she didn't carry herself in the same upright, self...
Chapter 23 "Brad you come in with the truck Sam we will take a bar to get things rolling." We arrived at the bank and I said, "I like to see the bank manager they asked if we had accounts I said, I do it got about 10.00 in it." "Well I am afraid Mr Thompson is very busy without an appointment he can't see you." "Fine can you handle a large deposits spread...
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...
* Set in New Zealand that has no nuclear reactors CHAPTER 1 Guthrie Marks worked alone repairing small boats Monday to Friday, usually from 7:00 till 4:00, and then would go to one of his favorite bars in the prosperous seaside town of Townsend that looked out to Okahu Island and, like everyone else in that locality, he was unaware the island soon would be...