"Okay Jenna, I've had enough of you hanging around the house all mopey and shit. You are coming with me tonight to a club." Julia was trying to get her best friend back into the groove of things after breaking up with the world's worst boyfriend. "Jules, I don't want to go out. I don't want to be around people. I just want to sit here and watch a movie." Je...
Disclaimer: This short story is intended for mature audiences. It contains sexually explicit content including oral, anal, bdsm and smoking fetish. If you are under the legal age it is recommended by the author that you proceed no further. The characters and locations in this story are complete fiction. Chapter One Professor Donald Ludwig looked out over...
Prologue Francine was satisfied that she had discovered the key to getting appealing sales pitches from Jeffery. Francine reached between them and levered Jeffery's cock out. He was tuned up and ready to go. Placing the tip, she sprang lightly, tapping his erection into her vagina. Jeffery quaffed her exposed nipples. Francine set a moderate, steady pace, e...
The tapping of the keys was the only sound in the office. I had the door closed so Maggie had no clue. She thought I was working on the Myers report which she told me was due to her sometime today. Actually, that report was done but the cover was good for finishing the last chapter in my book. With a glance at the closed door, I grinned to myself and began o...
Chapter 1 - Robert's Apartment Chicago attorney Robert Johnson sat down at his office desk at 8:00 as usual. Behind him was a plate glass window that overlooked Lake Michigan, but he was in no mood to enjoy the view. Today is December 10, he reflected, exactly six months since Amy, the daughter of his law partner and friend John Debbs, had disappeared. It h...
No new ground covered below. A reader asked for a short story about a certain situation which she admits to doing as a freshman. I needed a twist for a long shelved story, so I stitched them together. Please read my profile for my stance on comments. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. Barry Gibb: "Where is...
Sitting alone in a surveillance van on the streets of Baltimore was not DEA agent's Miss April Porters version of a good time. April is a member of an ongoing task force in Baltimore comprised of Local police, FBI, and DEA. The task force was 10 months into an 18 months investigation to gather evidence and bring indictments again a sizeable criminal organiza...
Act 2 Saturday, July 11th, 7:00am "What are you doing here at this time of day?" I asked Doreen as she waited for me to unlock the door. "Is this your regular opening time?" "Yes, but you didn't need to be here this early." "If I'm going to be your 'right hand,' then I should be here when we open. Everyone else will be." I grinned and nodded. "Can't ar...
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Brad Keller was new at the job he was now in, but he's only been there a week and his staff was shit scared of him, what he might do, what he was going to do, who was going to get it in the neck. Who was going to be moved, sideways, up, or down, who was going to get the bullet. He was a big man, 6ft 3" very well built, and had an intimidating presence, a sh...