Patches of snow flecked the dirt road in rural France as a squad of German soldiers rode by on motorcycles. A land mine exploded, destroying the first motorcycle, and killing the rider. The other motorcycles crashed. Their riders tried to shoot at unseen enemies. French resistance fighters quickly mowed them down with submachine gun fire. The resistance fi...
Disclaimer: *All teen characters are eighteen years old, over the age of consent.* *** I sat in silence as the Lyft pulled up in front of my house immediately noticing the activity there. It looked like mom was home and entertaining because it was the only time you'd see my front door open. I was told that in my infancy, there'd been a break-in which my la...
It was Don Taylor's last day before he began his family leave, and it couldn't end soon enough. It seemed that every time he turned around, his boss and good friend Jason Blackwell was giving him, 'Just one more thing.' He had the program installed into his office computer and the computer at home to allow him access to his work files should he need them, an...
The time of day was early morning. I had gone out for my three mile jog as I do every morning. However this morning it looked like rain. Rain is one thing but lighting is an all together other thing. To me it looked like thunder clouds building in the east and I wanted no part of that so I cut my run short. I turned back after I had reached the Valley road b...
A continuing fantasy about white wives accepting and seeking black men in their lives in the town of Hawksville. Created by International writers and editors Curt B, Julie Van and Wunderboi ****** Chapter 13 The Church of The Black Staff sat on the edge of Hawksville. It had once served as a Baptist Church but facing a continuing drop in attendance, the...
Being a pastor is an awesome responsibility, and I do feel the burden of the office. I want to make myself available to help people in their lives. Sometimes my methods are unconventional but I feel a responsibility to do almost anything to help my flock. One of the people that came to me for help was Nancy. Nancy was a widow, her husband having passed away...
After the New Year's Eve adventure, it was cold and nasty the next several weeks so we elected to stay in the city. I made sure to put extra attention into doting on Kami, being a good husband and telling her often that I loved her. I had no idea where we were going to go sexually after that weekend, but I was certain I didn't want the events to drag on us a...
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...
I'd like to thank my readers for their patience as I work on sequels to my chapter stories. Until then, here is a little something I hope you enjoy. I'm not usually a fan of switching perspectives, but I felt it worked well in this case. Thank you, and as always, feedback is appreciated. Miranda I can't believe it. My mother can be so infuriating... just s...
This chapter can be read as a standalone story but it will make more sense and give you the background of the characters and the story line if you read the first chapter As always constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. . ********************* Friday morning Dillon was late reporting to Tom at the marshal's office, he didn't get ther...