It was the first weekend of summer, Molly and I joined our neighbors in the rite of trimming the lawn, planting bright annuals and hanging banners attesting to the holiday. As the sun declined into the cocktail hour, I helped my wife shower, always a pleasure, and we readied ourselves for the annual party at the yacht basin. Molly wore a new summer frock, ha...
For those of you who have requested a follow up on my original story about Patrick, Rachel, Snake and Jerry here it is. Chapters 1- 12 can be found in Novels and Novella's or just click on my name, Shandal, and go to my complete list of stories.. If you are of a sensitive nature please be aware that there are in this multi part story some graphic scenes of...
"You're kidding me, James," I scowled. "C'mon, man. This is a load of crap." "It's not, " he protested. "I know how it sounds but it really works, Dave. Honest." Dave doesn't usually casually make up stories, so I was more than curious, but I remained skeptical. "OK," I offered. "Tell me the story again, with more detail." "All right. I went to Bangkok wh...
I want to thank people for helpful comments about my other story ideas and a few people for emails that gave me some good inspirations. I haven't written a new story in a while but I hope this is the start of a few more. ============== Tommy had plans for a quiet week in the summer but his Mom had other ideas. She was a big volunteer at church. When the pr...
He undressed in a daze, not even taking the time to put his clothes away passing out on the bed. It wasn't late, before 9PM, but he had been traumatized by the events at the men's house, by seeing Catherine tortured, by her desire for pain! His sleep was equally tortured, images of Yvette taunting him, the constant 'favors' she demanded of him. He looked up...
Nervously, Miki Lee found the Anchor Beach Hotel along the coastal highway. Pulling into the check-in's circle drive she is met by a young Hispanic man who smiled at her beauty. Even with wind blown hair and an unclean body she felt sexy. "Lukas? I never got to shower. Can you get me a room to freshen up in real fast? I must reek from all the cum still on m...
Passion In James County XVIII: The Stalker Chapter twenty-two Apologies to my readers. Here is the correct Chapter 22 I slept until almost four in the afternoon. I'd have probably slept longer, but the phone woke me up. "Hello," I mumbled after I fumbled the phone off the night stand next to my bed. "How you doing?" Roscoe asked. "I was sleeping, trying...
One of Roscoe’s men let us in when we got to Jennifer’s place, a large, three-story brick home located about two blocks from my house, on the same street, but in a totally different world financially. “Where’s Mrs. Wilkins?” Roscoe asked his operative. “She’s in the den, working on something,” the man, a blocky, balding ex-cop from New York, replied. “Got...
Since Greta and I had experienced our second encounter, and our first at her house, we had carried on for some six months. I was staying worn out and expected us to be caught at every encounter. She was my wife's sister, and there were numerous family contacts. There was also the danger that her husband might become aware of the affair. Yet, six months had p...
Despite their growing intimacy, Sophia could not consider Penelope her only love. Yunan called her in so many ways. She wanted his touch, his voice, his approval. She wanted him to stroke her skin and tell her he loved her despite her size. Every night she prepared herself for his summons, but it never came. Not matter how elegantly she served him during t...