A big thanks to AsylumSeeker and PennLady for helping me edit this chapter. This is a revised version of my original chapter one. CHAPTER ONE PART ONE The doctor was making his rounds to see the last of his patients of the day but stopped and turned his head. Something pulled at him. He took a deep breath and couldn't smell any trouble coming so he shook...
Billy was rather expecting Dani to need a good hug but once she was holding him he could feel her panic. For several moments it started to impact on him till the doctor gave him an injection. He was about ready to snarl at the man before the doctor spoke. "It is just to take the edge off and nothing else. She doesn't need you reacting to her emotional high a...
Phoenix Rising For those readers that are looking for some sort of revenge scene to be played out against an unfaithful wife, or the devastation of a broken relationship, I will advise you that this is not the story for you. There are times when an indiscretion can actually benefit a relationship. As I am an incurable romantic, the somewhat whimsical concl...
I was shining on a gas tank I had just waxed when I saw the bike go by. I didn't recognize the bike or it's rider but I did know by the sound it made right after it passed that it threw a rod. Ten minutes later it was pushed to my shop door. My heart almost stopped when he walked in. He was gorgeous, a real hunk. He walked up to me and smiled, "I see you guy...
"Pete, can I ask you something?" My next door neighbor John was asking. We had been living next door to each other since I moved in four years ago after my last relationship ended. John and his wife Amanda had been living in their house for ten years and seemed to be quite the happily married couple. In the four years I'd known them I'd never heard them arg...
"You may enter the room now, sir." A pause. "Sir...Daniel?" I was off in my own little world, oblivious of the kind voice speaking to me. "I'm sorry," I offered, snapping back into the current reality. My eyes focused on the receptionist, a warm, middle-aged woman, smiling understandably at me. "Martha's ready for you now," she motioned to the open exam...
“I can’t believe that you don’t like women,” my woman said to me. I had just kissed her passionately and slid my hands to cup her firm buttocks, my lips now moving across her throat. I murmured against the sweetness of her neck, “I didn’t say that I don’t like women, I think what I said is, ‘I don’t always like being a man around women.’ I feel somehow cut...
I guess when you start a diary; you should always start at the beginning. It is not my intention that anyone ever reads my diary, but I guess I have had some rotten luck as the years have gone by. My real Mum died; well that's what I tell myself, but to be honest, I don't even think of her as my real Mum. My step Mum was called Ruth. She was not my biologi...
Note to Reader: No sex in this one...sorry. * Dr Spencer Reid stared at the photograph taped to the white board. Even almost fifteen years later he would recognize her: Alexa Lisbon. She had been his first crush. He was barely twelve years old, but thanks to his exceptionally high IQ and his didactic memory he was promoted to high school. His mother had b...
Chapter 3. -- Four birthdays and an outcall. Mostly, life as a man-whore was fairly routine. I averaged just under four customers per shift. About two thirds wanted 'extras' and 'money shots averaged between two and three per week. Becky visited regularly. She effectively paid my rent and food, the rest went in the bank. I also discovered that some punters...