**Author's Note** This is my first attempt at nonerotic writing. In my endeavor to become a better writer, I am expanding my horizons. I welcome any constructive criticism and comments. Please vote and if you are so inclined, leave public comment. Thanks. * * * * * The tears are unstoppable. Only they decide when they will reappear and to what extent. I s...
It was my unfortunate fate to meet this individual. If you believed him, he was a retired hit man. Big muscles, bull head, a no neck person, tattoos and impressive to look at. Initially we got on just fine, but there always was a friction between us. It was somehow a competition as to who was more macho. I was the ‘hide my lamp under a bushel type,' he was t...
We've all got people that we can't stand. It's a universal thing. A part of the human condition. My name is Stephen Vladimir and this right here is the tale of a young black man who got revenge on his enemies for the abuses they visited upon him. It's my story. How I rid myself of these parasites and got myself a better life. The end starts now, folks. My w...
CHAPTER TWO: THE GIRL IN THE CELLAR The report of the autopsy flashes onto my laptop screen. Even though the body is suspected to be that of the man who had held me captive for ransom, the police are still keeping mum on the details of the case. Because of my position as a public defender, a lot of people in the criminal justice system owe me. I have called...
It was going to be another warm summer day so we decided to go to the beach. We went to the one that's fairly quiet with only a few other people frequenting it further down the beach. Finding a nice spot at one end, we laid down. You asked me to put some lotion on you back so rubbed a good quantity onto your shoulders, back, and legs. I rubbed the oil onto y...
Julie and I had been travelling up through Yugoslavia from Greece on our way through Italy France and then on to Spain just visiting friends and hanging out on beaches. We had enjoyed being naked on the beaches in Greece when I read in the Rough Guide to Yugoslavia about Koversada a naturist resort with shops and clubs, I suggested to Julie that we had a few...
Chapter One: Richard's Introduction In the year 1876, Lord Richard Blanchester had taken over the Lordship on his father's rather premature death, at the age of 46. His mother Lady Clarabelle Blanchester had died just after his sister's birth, some 18 years ago. When his mother died Richard was only five, and had missed her terribly. He and his sister wer...
Through the door, the sounds of two bodies slapping together atop a less-than-optimal dorm room bed were soft yet unmistakable. I hesitated, not sure if I really wanted to enter my own dorm room, because I knew that if I was hearing those sounds, it was because Thom was visiting, and even though I was part of the relationship, I was essentially an outsider,...
As I looked in the rear-view mirror to apply lip gloss, my stomach fluttered in anticipation. We had been talking about meeting in person since we met online over a year ago. It had taken this long for it to become a possibility. After I had moved from the city 6 months ago, I never thought it would happen. He was in my area for a business meeting and had as...
JAM AND JERUSALEM 'And now ladies, I will announce the results of the homemade preserves contest: In third place was Mrs Patterson's beetroot chutney. The second prize goes to Mrs Hamilton-Smyth with her celery and walnut conserve. The first prize once again is taken by the Reverend Betty Finch with her delicious damson jam.' A ripple of applause rang roun...