Chapter 4: Exposed "When did you discover that you're getting old?" Jim asked. That was the questioned floated out at our monthly poker game. My neighbor, Jim, had complained that the bagger at the grocer store had called him "Mr. Johnson" and Jim had wanted to say, "That's my father's name". We laughed. Bob said he accepted that he was old when all of the...
Prologue Hindu Kush 04:06. I whispered into the mike: "Sierra Five Zulu, this is Four Delta Quebec. Do you have visual on targets? Over." A little further down the valley, George, my opposite number in 2nd platoon, pressed his transmit button twice in rapid succession. The clicks in my ear confirmed that he had indeed seen the Taliban commanders we were...
I moved to Los Angeles from New York about eight years ago, right after my divorce. The marriage didn't last long and ended bitterly. I now live a block from the beach in Santa Monica in a fairly exclusive high-rise apartment building. I quit my job as a graphic artist with a top advertising firm in NY, when I moved and started my own business here. I have a...
Copyright 2018, PostScriptor — Saturday Afternoon about 3:00 PM, Ragged Point, California "Robert. Come here and look at this." "Margret," spoken in a weary voice, accustomed to spousal demands, answered. "I've just sat down on this very comfortable bench after wandering for hours along this fantastic trail with its spectacular views of the Pacific Ocean,...
Author's Note: It is recommended to read the previous chapters of this story if you have not done so already to better understand the storyline and characters... Jen woke up tightly wrapped in a cocoon of blankets, smiling as the image of Dan tucking her in when he had gotten up this morning came into her mind. Glancing at the clock, she saw it was only...
FIRST CONTACT Oedipus "Fast Eddie" Cronejammer felt the icy wind against his neck as he waited for the transport vehicle. So far he had waited 20 minutes, and nothing. He leaned back against the side of the deserted shop, which was composed of crumbling red bricks and a broken picture window featuring decapitated manikins - in other words about what you mig...
Ch. 2 - Calendar Girl Daniel Ian Moore's Blog Hello everyone, I'm new to this whole internet blogging thing so I hope you'll bear with me as I stumble along. I'm Aidan and DD's Pops, Dan. If you're on this site then you know DD real well, whether it's as the sexy, naked, red-head spreading her pussy for you on your wall calendar, or as the Smiling Pussy...
Chapter 10 : Service With A Smile James struggled to sit up, trying to make sense of his situation. Across the room, silhouetted in the light of the doorway the women that had brought him here were talking to a thin, short man. He showed every conventional respect to the women; nodding and barely speaking as they made their points forcibly, gesticulating a...
The sequel to "House of Toys: The Boy Toy," in which Jamie signed up to serve as a male fucktoy to help his best friend, Elise, achieve her dream of being an idol. ***** Elise made her way down the grand central stairs of the enormous Montgomery House, lost in thought. She had just finished a meeting with her casting agent and it had gone exactly as she ha...
A work experience: One of the most vivid memories is one when I was still going to college (about 21yrs old) and working full time at a computer company which produced satellite decoders. The company was broken down into two distinct departments, including separate buildings for each. I was the production manager which meant I oversaw the misc. parts as the...