I know it is obvious, but this is the third chapter which is not intended to stand alone. Full understanding will in fact be gained from reading my preceding story before embarking on this saga. Thursday my duties as a pimp were not required and I spent some time thinking what had happened to me over the last few weeks. My very best friend had read my fanta...
As I stood up in front of Tony, I said, "Remember how I got Tracy fucking you guys to get us out of debt? Well you're in debt, you could be her pimp, and she could fuck for you!" Tony's statement was, "Are you serious? Me, her pimp!" I reassured him that I was serious and that I know that he could get a lot of his friends as clients to fuck my wife. I rem...
Before I recount this story I need to give you a little background information. I am Jim Samuels. I'm a widower and had botched the job of bringing up a very smart and independent minded daughter, Jody. Things were mostly o.k. until about her sophomore year in high school. She developed the attitude that I was incredibly old fashioned and not overly bright....
Highly trained, elite recon Marine cleans up his neighborhood and finds love along the way. * Another hot one, 3 in a row, it was an official summer heat wave, after just having had one last week and the week before. Judging by the extended weather forecast, next week didn't offer much relief from the 90 plus degree, high humidity weather. The kind of day...
Author’s acknowledgement and a short note… a plea, actually: First and foremost, I want to thank the Lit members who cast their votes and made Chapter 2 of Bigger Bites of Taboo Apples the Interracial Story of the Year. This is an honor I never expected to come my way when I first began posting my humble offerings. Even more, I want to personally thank al...
This is part two of my story No More the Soccer Mom. You should read part 1 first. If you don't want to read about a wimpy husband and a hotwife, don't read this. *** Chapter 5 The limousine pulled up in front of my house at 5:30 in the morning. Everything was still dark. The coach lights were not even on. It felt like an omen or, more precisely, it seeme...
CHAPTER 2 FORGIVEN The sun shone brightly through the large windows leading out over the garden and pool. Last night, Danyelle poured her heart and soul to her two masters and both welcomed her even more - now into their own bed. Never had Danyelle known such warmth and love. Danyelle entered the couple's bath and relieved the previous night's wine and cha...
Copyright Oggbashan October 2020 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. The women's conference in Mumbai was drawing to an end. On this...
Kiesha Pullman was at the bar drinking her apple green martini. After a long days hard work at Kroger's and Wal-Mart (to popular belief), she needed a break. And lucky for her Saturday was the day that she was both off. She should have spent her time staying home and resting but since it was one day only, she decided to go out and do something fun before she...
This is the end of this series. For those of you who hated it, it is over. For those of you who enjoyed it, please don't be a silent majority. For those of you who like happy endings, let me say that without giving anything away, please read to the end. As strange as you may find the choices Michelle made, she made those choices of her own free will and will...