CHAPTER 1 Political analyst and commentator Richard Winn, whose show 'Unraveling Politics' appeared on network TV on Wednesdays from 7:00 to 7:30, was watching satellite TV on connected to the gas-powered generator on Saturday with his wife and her sister at Milly and James's cabin in the woods when the newsreader dropped a bombshell. "Today two unmarried...
This is a very familiar theme for me: guy meets girl, guy and girl have mind blowing sex, girl leaves, years pass, guy can't stop thinking about girl, guy finds her again and tells her he's pretty sure she is the one and then guy and girl live happily ever after. Mike loved his new job, his second one since completing college. He had made a number of new fr...
We travel by night to avoid enemy fighters: bomb-laden American P-47's, rocket-toting English Typhoons. Death angels. Twelve kilometers more. I can nearly smell Marie Colette's perfume sweat, bad breath, and sex through the road-dust clogging my straight, Teutonic nose. The long barrel jutting out ahead of our Panther G, a 75mm KwK 42 L/70 cannon, reminds...
As I pulled my suitcases out of the taxi trunk, I heard my name being yelled. I glanced up to see Jacob walking down his driveway, a smile on his face, "Hey man, how's it going?" His words came out in a jovial manor, and as he came to stand next to me, I cocked an eyebrow at him. Instantly the smile that had been plastered on his face faded and he nodded, "...
Arriving for the start of another day at work, I glanced at my watch before entering the Centennial Bank's Headquarters. I was right on time despite near gridlocked traffic on the Dan Ryan Expressway. The drive from my home in Willowbrook, an upscale community west of Chicago, had taken an hour to complete. My high-heels clicked noisily on the terrazzo flo...
By 1980 Ian Abercrombie had parlayed chance, talent, hard work into a perch from which he soared. He yoked himself to the school newspaper just long enough to synthesize the three major reporting manual styles. (Chicago. Times. AP.) Quickly frustrated with school editors whose "lazy white man" allegiances outweighed merit, he eventually bluffed his way into...
I had been following her for a month now and I was getting the picture, she was a whore. not your common garden type whore, standing on the street waiting for passing trade, or working the clubs, or even an escort agency, no, she was class, she had style and she was discreet. Her targets were all rich attractive men who either had money of their own or who h...
This is my second attempt at writing a mystery thriller. The characters are a product of my imagination. The locations in Fort Lauderdale and in Coral Springs do exist. I do my own editing, but sometimes things get passed my spell check and proofreader programs, so please forgive any errors. Remember, it's just a story with a happy ending. Undercover Cop B...
My stories tend toward the nonconsent/taboo side, but I want to be clear that I'm in no way suggesting that the acts in my stories are okay. Forced sex is a fantasy I enjoy and I write for other similarly minded people. Real rape is ugly and sad, and if it's something you're considering acting out you should seek help. * Alright, longest disclaimer ever, b...
I leaned back wearily in my chair and stretched my arms above my head, desperate to get some feeling back into my aching shoulders. My body felt as if it had run a Marathon, but my efforts on the screen did not match my fatigue. I found the mug of half-warm coffee on the desk and sipped at it, grimacing as the strong flavour hit my tastebuds. Snow worked tra...