20 It was a Monday holiday, so there was no hurry when we woke up and gathered for breakfast at the poolside canteen. All ten of us managed to get there together. We talked about how much fun we had the night before and celebrated our friendship. It had been a night of firsts for Dawn and Tom and Amy. And we were still all in awe at what Teri, Amy, Tracy an...
My voyeur fantasy come true. I was straining at the bit, so to speak, in my sex urges. I had got married just under a year before to a girl 24 years younger than me. I was an Army Reservist, and the recruiting sergeant at my unit, She was one of my recruits, she was 18 and I was 43. Dirty old bastard I hear you say, well, I have been training all my life fo...
The fire within...... Those of you who know me are aware I work as a real estate director. I own my own agency here in Melbourne and now that the agency is set up properly, I have staff to do most of the busy work. This allows me to do the fun things I enjoy; large corporate deals, overseas contract negotiations, condominium and resort developments, and oth...
It was a hot summer's day, the sun beating down relentlessly on the suburbs, heat waves shimmering from the pavement. The faint sound of music carried through the air mixing with soft chatter and the splashing of water. In the backyard of a typical family residence three teenagers fooled around in the cool waters of a swimming pool. It would have been just...
Brad was sitting at his desk looking at the financial statement that his accountant had given him. He hadn't realized how much business he had done since setting up his own operation two years ago. Before that, he had worked for Skidmore, Owens for about five years where he earned a national reputation for designing such buildings as the New Museum in Dallas...
Moving at a slow walk, his horse was restless. He was deep in the brush country. He was in no hurry since the pain had stopped. Might be a bad sign. Served him right for catchin' arrows, his sergeant had told him. Reckon I'll try not to next time. The crusty old sergeant couldn't get any closer to saying thank you. The arrow most surely would have penetrated...
Dear readers, in my werewolf tale, the existence of werewolves is known by humans. Growing up, Julie never saw herself as a werewolf, and planned to live her life as a human. Her relationship with her wolf devolved to the point she went into hibernation, leaving Julie alone for years. They were just beginning to reconcile when you met my heroine, Juliana...
Let me get one thing out of the way -- I'm not good at storytelling. But, I guess I feel like this story has to be told, and I'm the only one that can tell it, so here it goes. Christina was maybe a half-inch over five feet tall. Well, she probably still is. I always admired her for her, well, unique outlook on life. She had worked all her adolescent life to...
Chapter One: That Smell [*A note of explanation. The name I prefer is Bob. Melissa however chooses to call me Robert and her slight Spanish lilt [it sounds more like Row-bert] is so sensual I wouldn't have her call me anything else. Also many of my relatives call me Bobby even though I'm 60 something. I still love them even the ones that voted for W. Thanks...
It had been a year since I had last spoken to my friend Hillary. Yet despite the fact that we really hadn't seen much of each other since I'd moved west five years earlier, we remained close. She called at the beginning of last summer, and, since it had been so long, was glad to hear from her. Much of our conversation revolved around her son, Jim, who at the...