Early morning. I rolled over to check the clock and threw my arm over my pillow. That is not my pillow, that is a person. Slowly the memories of last night began to come back. I was the designated driver but Tim, Tim got wasted. Beyond wasted. He began to annoy people. A better way to put that would be to say that he pissed everybody off so much people we...
It was a muggy July night and Leon and Meryl had just finished a huge meal at the China Buffet. They stayed at the buffet from five o' clock until 9 gorging themselves on anything they could fit. Dumplings, crab legs, hot and sour soup, lo mein, stuffed shrimp, egg foo young... All down the hatch filling their ever expanding bellies. There were a couple of t...
I've spent a lot of time with this new lover of mine. We've talked, a lot, about our lives, our selves, what we wish for. We've gone out to eat a couple of times, and we've had epic amounts of sex. When we have talked about my marriage, I've not put any qualifiers on it. Juan knows I'm unhappy, but that I love my spouse. Juan understands that my sex life wi...
While Maggie was being filled by Jason in Los Angeles, David's mailbox was being filled by the postman. Like most people, the Lawton's rarely got "real" mail but the number of folders, catalogs and fliers seemed to have increased considerably. David, dressed in his working clothes of sweats, made his daily trip to the front door to empty the mailbox. As he s...
"BOTTOMS UP!!!" We all shouted in unison and downed the fifth round of shots that night. The tequila burned my throat and the fumes almost seemed to come out my nostrils. I sucked on the lemon and winced at its tartness. "Well done, Janu." Abir leaned in, squeezed by shoulder and rubbed my back. I giggled. I looked up and saw my friend Kriti looking at me...
This chapter resumes soon after the previous ends. 1 The drive up the sunny Outer Banks to retrieve surprise houseguest Constance turned out to be almost two hours, as the hotel at which the Treasury Agents stayed was way up the shore. 'Houseguest' was somewhat of a misnomer. This athletic, petite woman, during what began as a routine surveillance assignme...
Lord Anthony Millhaven of Beechwood leaned indolently against mantelpiece of Lady Eliza Montgomery's withdrawing room and surveyed the adornments of the room. Apart from the voracious Eliza, there were four other matrons of the ton, each of whom was well past their use by date and all were built on generous lines. The senior matron was the white haired Duche...
PERVERTED WHITE TRASH DEBAUCHERY... FUN FUCKIN AND FREAKY SHIT... OH HELL YEAH!!... ENJOY PERVERTS STORY : MY MAMA AND I RUNNING THE WORLD'S TRASHIEST STRIP CLUB... IT'S FUN... IT'S FREAKY... IT'S A CUM BLAST... FOLLOW OUR TWISTED PERVERTED ADVENTURES... AND AWAY WE GOOOOOOOO... "500... 600... 700..." "Beth... have you seen James? I need to talk to him."...
Grogek sat on the couch, flipping through his book. "Dad, where's mom?" He frowned. "Shouldn't you have left?" "I need mom. Eh, I guess it can wait." Darguni snorted. "What's wrong?" "Oh, nothing's wrong." He pulled his axe and raked it across his arm. Grogek's eyebrows shot up. Holding a finger up, Darguni grinned as the cut healed itself. "Cool, h...
Well, I thought I might as well enjoy myself. I had Snakes in mind when I wrote this. It didn't take long to do. I just imagined him having a good time. It'll be worth the grin. GA - Ranong, Thailand - 23rd March 2014. In his mind he's the tattooed biker, a badass one-percenter who never backs down and who never, ever takes shit from anybody. He's upsta...