"Either pay someone **** or do it yourself," Dr. Jon Kekyll grumbled, fiddling with the mess of instruments strewn about. He was perched in the center of his lab, wearing only a pair of boxer briefs, harsh fluorescent lights glaring down on the sterile tile and chrome around him. In one hand, he held the Reality Alteration Controller, or RAC for sh...
It was an unpleasantly cold winter's night; I was travelling from Hyderabad to Jaipur. I booked a ticket in sleeper, the bookings were made last minute so it was hard to get a full seat but I managed an RAC (Reservation Against Cancellation). An hour had passed and no one come so I decided to lie down and within minutes I dosed off. When I woke up approxim...
SUNDAY, MARCH 11, 2007. Travelling back from visiting cousin S****** this afternoon, the car broke down. It couldn't have happened in a worse spot. I was taking the usual short-cut across country when the engine cut out on a quiet lane leading to the village of B. Of course, completely lacking any mechanical aptitude or knowledge about the internal combusti...
It was a warm July afternoon and Stephen had enjoyed the weekend at his sister's celebrating his thirty third birthday. Now he was looking forward to a couple of days off work so he could finish off his book and hopefully get it to the proof reader by the following weekend. He had been working on his novella for over a year now. A story of sex, political int...
It was a blistering hot Friday and the forecast for the weekend was equally good. That made a change. They'd been waiting for ages to get a weekend away without the kids and not only had they finally managed to organise one but the weather had cooperated. Even though he would have to work later than originally planned because of a Governor's meeting on the F...
Ah, the joy of anal sex. The exquisite feeling of sticking your cock in that soft, velvet-like envelope and hearing your wife or girlfriend moan, "Yes baby, that's it... fuck me in the ass... your cock feels so big in my tight ass... fuck your baby in the ass... harder... harder..." Is that living – or what? And let me tell you, as an aside, that no matter...
This has taken me longer to write than I thought, mainly because it kept getting longer. Hope you like. All participants over eighteen (well over in one case!) --- I was stood in front of the little dustcart, watching some of the participants of the 'walk for life' as they walked around. The 'walk for life' was a twenty-four hour charity thing and the coun...
This story follows on immediately from "Nicki's Mini". ***** Well, I loved my mini. For the next few weeks though, I really couldn't use it for work. It just didn't make sense because all the jobs I had were within walking distance of home, or, if they were further afield, they were near train stations: Lewes, East Grinstead, Littlehampton. Every day thoug...
Snooker is a highly skilled fixed table game - a little similar to pool, attracting huge money prizes all over the world except USA. It features big time on UK TV main channels. Some of the names used in this story are actual slebs "Celebrities" in the game and TV. ***** "Have you done one before Simon?" asked Hazel Irvine, as I settled into the green room...
As we mounted up, you asked me where we were headed.... I pointed off into the distance, not really pointing at anything but the mountain range off to the west. I couldn't believe it, when I pulled into town this morning, who would have thought our paths would have crossed and we would end up together. You just left there by your last lying bastard of a bo...