Jeff had always considered himself to be an average, ordinary guy. He was good in sports in high school, intelligent, average looks, and dated occasionally, but he never had found that one special woman to share his life with. He dropped out of college after three years because he decided he didn't want to pursue a career in his chosen major. He worked a fe...
To the reader: This novella comprises 18,000 words (35 book pages) and 5 chapters (All published here). At the time this story occurs, all characters are age 18 or older. That guy scared the shit out of me, particularly later when I learned he was Carlos Espino and he'd made his fortune wholesaling H to the dumb-ass wealthies in Los Angeles and San Fra...
Judge Jeffrey banged his gavel down hard on the wooden bar top. "Silence in court," he yelled angrily, his face flushing red. He leaned forward pointing his gavel at the defendant. "One more outburst like that Mr Lynn and I will hold you in contempt of court." "But this is bullshit," Tom Lynn shouted back as he shook his head in dismay. Judge Jeffrey bang...
Chapter 5: Paul "And this Jack, joke, poor potsherd, patch, matchwood, immortal diamond, Is immortal diamond..." That Nature is a Heraclitean Fire, and of the Comfort of the Resurrection: Gerard Manley Hopkins (1844-1889). "You say you're leavin' - you'd better be sure. These hard times will drive you from door to door..." Chris Thomas King NOTE: The d...
Thanks to Devir Ginator for his assistance with all the editing. All errors found are mine. Thanks to you, the reader, for voting, commenting and sticking through with this story. More New Girl once this wraps. **** "They're following us in." Michelle said as discretely as she could as we got closer to the ticket office. I reached down and held her trem...
[ "Strike".] Subtitle: "The Ranch". Chapter 1. (The birth of "Strike"--the stallion) I had been out at the ranch for three days helping foal the mares, and riding-the-perimeter fence: Sleeping-out on the prairie for two of them. With the barest of supplies: A wool blanket, a canteen of water, jerky; and oats for Strike, my spirited piebald stallion--a con...
Part Seventeen: Pyrrhic Chapter Fifty-seven LEVERIA I took a deep breath, and my nostrils were filled with the smell of spent lust. Warm morning skin moistened in a dew of hormonal sweat, the subtle pungency of sexual fluids, and the tang of orifices that had not yet coalesced into their fleshy confines. Ah, what a wonderful miasma. My eyes fluttered op...
Susan first appeared in Entertaining at Home. Other characters mentioned joined the story in subsequent episodes. If you like the look of this it might be worth checking them out to discover people's back story. Comments, suggestions and support welcomed as always and thanks to those of you who already have. ***** Reducing four men to the point of sweaty,...
Julie sat in the warm sunshine, on one of the posts holding the guard rail at the end of the long, narrow cul-de-sac at the edge of the small state nature preserve. It was exactly noon - she was nothing if not punctual. An occasional grasshopper whirred past, but nothing else moved or made noise. It was amazingly devoid of human influences or presence, thi...
In 2015 the US economy is still in sorry shape, as the far east surges ahead. Prisons are overcrowded, and budgets overextended. The large number of prison deaths, even among those incarcerated for minor infractions, has aroused increased concern. To help balance budgets, heavy fines for even minor infractions are common, but many people, especially petty cr...