The curtains billowed in the gentle evening breeze from the Aegean Sea, but the room was quiet except for the hiss of the cicadas in the trees beyond the villa's balcony. At dinner, my companion had worn a short summer dress with a plunging cleavage, which had brought frankly lustful glances from many of the men in the restaurant. Now our few clothes were...
I awoke to darkness. Where was I? Even with my eyes open everything remained black. I reached my hands in the air and touched something soft and fuzzy. Wool? Oh right, I was in Misumi's boots. I recalled the events of last night. On the bright side, I think I got used to the stench because I smelled nothing. I had work today... How long did Misumi plan on k...
It was beautiful beginning of a new week! The forecast called for another week of great Virginia weather. The family all returned safely from their respective adventures. And, last but not least, me preparing for my first day back to work after accepting a promotion. The new work week flew by and before I knew it, it was Friday. I politely passed on the of...
Jason stood on a rock overlooking a deserted beach beneath him. The cool sea breeze that sent an occasional whiff of salt up to him was a delightful refreshment under the glaring sun. He felt slightly dazed, uncertain if that was due to the heat, the amounts of red wine he had been drinking the night before, or ... he rubbed his eyes, incredulously. From h...
Author's Note: Thank you for all the wonderful feedback on the inaugural story in this series. If you haven't read Ch. 01, you may glean more of the 'inside story' in this one if you go back and read Ch. 01. However, if you don't have the time, this one can stand on its own. I think you'll enjoy it in either case. As always, feedback from readers -- whether...
There's a point where things change: the hunter can lose a part of himself in the hunt. He learns things, and maybe changes. When what he learns does not conform with the vision of himself, the hunter becomes the hunted. ----- "Hello," I say as she walks into the computer lab at that hurried pace she uses. It is not a quicker pace like most people, but a l...
Chapter 4: It's All on Camera The dinning hall was nearly full by the time we arrived. Amy led directly to our table and we took the last empty seats. Almost as if planned, Alice was seated directly across from me. "Why was she always trying to get close to me, trying to touch me, trying to arouse me?" I wondered. I saw her lips moving but didn't hear her...
Chance spun the coaster on the table, and glanced around the bar. "I can't believe we are doing this." "I know what you mean," Frank replied. "A month ago a threesome was something I saw in porn movies and tonight I going to be in a second one." "What can I say, life is good." "And Fiona set this up?" "Yep, she was intrigued with Misty. I mean, it's no...
Chapter Two: Check-in "Welcome to Paradise, Mr Gordon," the receptionist said as I stepped off the boat. There was no hint of irony in her tone and her greeting had a gracefulness that only Asians can master. "Sir, would you like a refreshing drink while you check-in?" My first sip confirmed what my eyes had already told me: Paradise Resort was aptly named...
ONE Nineteen, a virgin and only being kissed by relatives, it's probable Mira Bergen registers a minus on the mythical scale local males use when discussing the sexuality of the town's woman folk. Clearly, Mira will have been off the scale with the former undertaker's widow Mrs Jarvis (98), the hell and brimstone clergywoman Martha Williams (66) and the re...