* Author's foreword: I'm sorry to say that, due to problems finding an editor, this is an unedited version of the story. Please stop reading right here if you have any problems in reading text what might contain errors in grammar and word order. An edited version will be out as soon as present problems are solved. * Jimmie Svenson was a real friend who d...
The following is a work of fiction. All characters are at least 18 years of age. * "There she goes again, looking at her neighbor's paper! She is so obvious. She has to be the worst cheater ever. Now she is looking at me and acting nervous. If she looks at her neighbor again, I am taking her exam away," Joe thought to himself as he sat at his desk, preten...
This is a one act drama, or sketch played out in Virginia, in the small home town of: Harry - the lead character and his friends: Zed - considered to be a 0 Bob - he doesn't have a surname, just plain Bob will do, Risq - also called by some 001 (with license to kill) and lastly but not forgotten, Anonymous - the barkeeper. He is a guy who has a comment...
Thank you to Techsan for editing my story and making it a much better read. Not a lot of sex in this story. Note from Jake Rivers: DG Hear and I worked together doing the "Back Up Buddy" and "Hey, Joe!" stories and then collaborating on "Wish Me Luck, The Sequel." This was in addition, of course, to our stories in the two writing invitational's I put toget...
As I lay in my bed watching my soon-to-be-ex wife fucking my neighbor and his wife at our lakeside cabin, I decided that it was time to let them all know what kind of shit they were already in and how deep they were in it. I dialed my wife's cell number and watched as she looked at it and threw me the finger never missing a beat fucking Daniel. Okay, since...
I'd like to thank Randi for her editorial support and her great help and inspiration. ***** Mike Cooper was angry. No, fuck that shit! Mike Cooper was, what was that expression? Yeah, he was 'incandescent with rage'. There was absolutely no fucking need for what had happened. Yeah, okay, so his wife was, shit, had been, a cheating, duplicitous, conniving...
There we were eight of us at the diner, all of them were Caitlin and my closest friends. Our host's where Jimmy and Linda Lange, then there was Phil and Carla Thomas, Tony and Jean Marsh; my wife Caitlin and myself. Whilst Caitlin assisted Linda in serving the food, the rest of us made small talk. We all knew that when we had finished the meal the subject of...
I duplicated the DVDs of her sexing. Then, with a lot of thought and a couple days editing, I composed, then sent a letter, with the copied DVDs to be mailed to your house. I enclosed my now-unneeded wedding ring. I also enclosed a copy of a magazine article, which detailed all the rationalizations, justifications and excuses women make about having cheating...
The first time Madeleine and I looked at each other's eyes was in the hotel breakfast restaurant in a small Scandinavian town. She gave me a sweet smile, which I remembered the whole day. There was dance in the hotel bar in the evening and I got a happy feeling when I found her there. During our first and only dance I offered her a drink, which she accepted....
Nigel Scott was 40. He had been married for 15 years to the one true love of his life, Gloria. They'd met at college, had scandalised both of their families by shacking up together after their second date, but had then stunned everyone again by getting married just after graduation, both getting good, well paying jobs and eventually buying themselves a 'prop...