I believe I've achieved my ultimate goal - I am a Dirty Old Man! This is the 16th chapter in this series - I strongly recommend you to read the previous chapters in order before this one, it's not going to make a lot of sense otherwise. I'm sorry about the long gaps between chapters but it's due to the real world intruding into my writing time. The result...
Chapter Forty Ged had felt much better since he involved himself with Viv's group, though his aimlessness and apathy would often return once he was home and alone. Now he was out in public once more, he was often hit on by young women, and some of these were very pretty, but he steadfastly refused all advances politely, however much their lustful interest...
SIX On Thursday Patricia and I left Manchester and drove back to Newcastle through the Pennine Hills rather than taking the motorways. There had been no snow for over a week on the top, so the roads were quite passable. It was the last day of our break and while I was a gentleman of leisure, if you can call therapy leisure, Trish was back at work the nex...
For those readers unfamiliar with Australian terms, a work party is a group of people who get together to complete a task. For example, friends and family might form a work party to set up an engagement party for a couple. * Ren opened the front door and stepped inside so 'Tanaya could follow him in. He heard her close the door behind them and he led the w...
Part 6 - More modelling, more clubbing, and more sex! Please feel free to leave any comments/suggestions/feedback. This story continued from part 5, taking place the following morning. *** After the events on the hidden beach the day before Dan and Hayley had stayed in that evening, choosing to have a few drinks at the hotel beach bar, rather than hittin...
This has taken me longer to write than I thought, mainly because it kept getting longer. Hope you like. All participants over eighteen (well over in one case!) --- I was stood in front of the little dustcart, watching some of the participants of the 'walk for life' as they walked around. The 'walk for life' was a twenty-four hour charity thing and the coun...
Chapter 12: Coming Back to Earth Denis arrived home late Wednesday afternoon and we enjoyed another wonderful meal prepared by Cassie. It was her tradition to welcome her husband home from any road trip with something special, and I was the lucky addition to that table. After the meal and cleaning up the dishes, Denis and I retired to his study for a conver...
The phone rang sharply beside the sleeping head of Terry Gilson. He snapped awake. "What the fuck?" he growled. It rang again. He picked up the receiver. "Hullo," he managed in a gravely, low cough. "Mr. Gilson?" "Yeah." "This is Sergeant Preston of the Yukon County Police Department. May I speak to Mrs. Turvey please?" barked the authoritative voice...
Prologue - Picking flowers I was out in the nets harvesting carbon flowers on the day before I fell down the well. It's a methodical meditative process which I had always enjoyed. Each time I finished clipping another gnarled black nest of super-expanded fibre out of its place in the net and chucked it into the gurney floating behind me I felt that positive...
This is the continuation of a complex history of a takeover of a public company listed on the NYSE and the imbroglio that follows the players. It can be read as a stand alone story or preferably as part of a much more interesting web of people actions and reactions. When and where are interesting, but what motivates the individual players and teams involve...