Chapter 04 -- Revelations My eyes opened slowly to the partially muffled voices outside my bedroom door. The light crept in through the window, informing me that it was morning. The voices got louder and clearer, ensuring that I was fully awake. The content of the conversation caught my attention quickly. "This is fucking bullshit, Penny," Vivian hollered....
With the start of pre-season training camps, I was spending a lot of time working the phones to find trades to package off a few fairly promising non-roster players that had looked good in practice but couldn't win a roster spot with us for this season. I'd found a deal that I thought I could live with but I was still frankly hoping for something a bit bette...
After finishing school she had decided to try her luck in Los Angeles, exactly what she would be doing she hadn't planned. Which were where she was now, standing in front of the apartment block where she had rented a small apartment, she just had to find the landlord Mr. Robert's office to get the key and arrange some other stuff, such as when and where the...
First let me say that this story happen rather unexpectedly this last winter at a medium sized college in the San Diego area. I am in my mid-40's, average looking kind of guy who happens to be a professor at a local college-teaching students studying to be in the medical field. As the story unravels I must say that I was in the right place at the right time....
This is a BTB story. Yes, it is improbable. Yes, it is stupid. No, it would never happen. This is longer than most of my other stories. There is a bit of sex here, but it is more towards the end. Typically, I don't go into a lot of sex in my Loving Wives type stories. For some reason, I just don't like a lot of explicit sex in these types of stories. I leav...
I could feel the heat from four feet away in her small office at the entrance to the OR department. Each time, Marjorie Whitcomb took a deep breath, I watched her medium sized chest rise and her nipples protrude stiffly against the flimsy material of her scrub shirt. Pink was her color. It was the middle of summer and she wasn't wearing a half slip to keep w...
Please do not post on other web sites. I would love to get some feedback! * Here I am at home waiting for my wife to return. It's pretty strange sitting in our empty house with all these strange sensations running through my mind. All I can think about is for Holly to return and tell me all the juicy details. Okay maybe waiting at home isn't the strange pa...
Wake up Maggie I think I got something to say to you Its late September and I really should be back at school I know I keep you amused but I feel I'm being used Oh Maggie I couldn't have tried any more You lured me away from home just to save you from being alone You stole my heart and that's what really hurt John walked into his office with his head down...
My apology for the late update. It is getting more difficult to write, edit and update. I'm busy but try to when I can. I am having difficulties writing two scenes. It does not seem to be coming together as I would like, however, I am not giving up on it. Thanks for your patience and for still reading. ~!~ Storm came into the bathroom as Sally was exiting...
"I don't know what the hell happened, but they're gone." "Who's gone," I asked. I had just arrived at Roger Allard's office in the consulate and he'd pulled me into the station's "Bubble"—the purpose-built room the innards of which sat on a floating platform and which was safe from electronic surveillance. Colonel Agar had turned out to be a genius at sche...