My name is Frank. OK, it WAS Frank, until recently, when things...changed. Now, more often than not, I answer to Katie. I know, I know. Yes, I am a guy, technically, but, well...to explain, it's gonna take a story, a loooong story...but not a boring one, I promise! I am a 33-year-old guy from Long Island. I have always been overweight, not great-looking, s...
"Blue! Twenty-three!" I barked, and turned my head to the left. There was no receiver on the left side of the formation, so this was just for effect. "Blue! Twenty-three! Set! Hut, hut!" The centre, Mike, snapped me the ball. We were in the shotgun, so I was able to watch Dave out of the corner of my eye, as he put a move on his defender. I plucked the bal...
Author’s note: see the Index of Terms for the definition of any word with which you are not familiar. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of his newest girlfriend a few manners while enjoying a few adventures – sexual and otherwise – along the way. James Mark Masterson. Just you...
This is the third installment of Mrs. Hart's Ache, Chapter III, Interlude I: Margot Please include it under the category Novels and Novellas. For the sake of your readers, I've included an index which defines some of the more obscure terms. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ This is a simple tale of retribution, wherein the young hero teaches the mother of...
We'd been invited to my friend's place on the Island for a special party. Very special, let me tell you. I'd not been over to see Reggie since Ember moved in with me six months ago. Ember and I took the Queen of Alberni, the ferry working the Tsawwassen crossing near Vancouver. Traversing the Georgia Strait didn't take long. We disembarked at Swartz Bay, and...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual behavior are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an Editor and no, I do not want an Editor. Yes, it jumps around too much. Yes, there's too many people to keep track of. Yes, it's too long. Yes, it's too short. Yes, it's in the wrong category. Yes, this is stupid shit, and yes, I...
I have always thought that Betty had a lot of balls to do what she did. Big brass ones. I was at least 20 years younger than Betty and I don't think I had ever exhibited any attraction toward her. She was just another pleasant acquaintance in the workplace. But, like so many of the remarkable women who have graced my life, she knew what she wanted and she ha...
The excitement spread rapidly through the advertising firm. With Memphis going well, along with Google, Kellogg and a few other new clients, the firm was prospering. Their complete turnaround was the buzz in the industry, and Jen got a lot of the kudos. She was being hailed as one of the top marketing stars in the country. The partners decided to celebrate...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...
© 2015 by Thrillerauthor Twenty years! It's hard to believe that much time has gone by since I limped out of Grover Cleveland High, at the bottom of my class, prospects zero. My sole achievement was the dubious designation as Class Clown, in recognition of outrageous pranks which got me suspended twice and almost expelled. The last, which nearly ruined the...