"So are you as excited as I am? We get to do your gift tonight," Summer said, grinning at Aaron. "Yes, I do, and don't think I haven't given it a lot of thought," he smiled. "Thought? Obsession would be more like it," said John, sniggering at him. Aaron took a ring of calamari and plopped it into John's beer. "Hey, you fuck!" laughed John, plucking the...
As will be pretty obvious to those who've read my other stories, this is a sequel to "Bad Cop, Worse Cop." I've found I like Mike LaFratta, partly because I can feel good about making horrible things happen to him. Enjoy! * * * So here was the problem with Daniella (and I was embarrassed it had taken me this long to figure it out). In bed she was jus...
©Copyright2018 Old Brigantine This is only my second story ever written since 80's Freshman-Comp. I'm an Engineer so I tend to get techno detailed and opinionated, hope it does not distract from the story, too much. Some of the items in the story are real, some embellished, and some fantasies. This story is a romantic wish. If you seek lurid sex then this s...
This story may not be copied to or posted on any site without my express permission. ---000--- The townhouse I was living in had a large kitchen window opening out onto a large grassy area, with a few trees for shade. There was another townhouse just across the grassy area that had been sold a couple of weeks earlier. I had seen a very pretty woma...
Not sure I remember too much about actually graduating from high school, but I do remember that summer after. Those first three months after – when I could finally say something like 'Free at last, free at last, God Almighty – free at last!' – and not feel like a complete idiot. Of course, only an idiot would think that – but suddenly life, and everything ab...
There is a little sex in this part, eventually. Chapter Ten Tom had kept in touch with Mike, and they had gone out some Fridays, but Mike rather cramped Tom's style since he didn't want to bed any girls, and that was usually the purpose of Tom's Friday outings. It was the second Friday in September when Tom phoned Mike. The younger children were not visit...
He was something of an enigma, when we were younger. When we first met. Maybe because he wasn't the typical kid next door. Maybe, too, because as soon as you met Dalton Rand you knew there was something about him worth knowing, something almost bigger than life. I say that because there seemed to me to be an inextricable connection between the Dalton Rand...
I'LL BE ALRIGHT...'TIL THE HURTING STARTS (Author's note: Another long gap and as always I apologize to readers who've emailed me asking for more of the WWWM saga. But I hope readers like this one. And as I mentioned at the end and I'll repeat here, this is not the end of the story. There are a number of chapters remaining. Which I'll post as I can finish t...
Chapter 5: Beth's Lust Grows Beth stepped up to her bedroom window, peering out the blinds making sure her husband had left. Titus' motorcycle was pulled off the driveway. His bike was loud and Frank across the street had complained about the late hours he kept. She'd heard him arrive home sometime after five this morning. His bartending shift had ended at...
Chapter Twenty-Six After Nicci and Kara's reunion kiss, which lasted for quite a while, they headed back out. With the time in the store, they were all back up to full mana, hit points, and stamina. They ran into another patrol almost immediately, and he noticed there weren't really any dark alleys in the nicer side of town, which made the angel patrols ha...