This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip -- California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this one. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis of This...
Chapter 1 Hello and welcome to my world. This is a true to life on going saga I am living in at this very moment. The names have been changed to protect the... well, the involved for there are no innocent. My name is also not what you will read here. Let me explain. I'm White Dog and my arch nemesis is Black Dog. All men are Dogs and all women are Felines i...
It was the following Wednesday and I was in the office doing paperwork and various project follow up when my cell rang. The caller ID told me that the call was coming from Jean's office and my cock stirred thinking of the coming Friday appointment. "Hello Mr. Dupree, this is Gretchen from Jean Merryweather's office. Can you hold for Ms. Merryweather?" "Su...
From the bath of SemperAmare AUTHOR'S NOTE Yes, folks, you read right; from the bath of SemperAmare, 'cause that is where we concocted the plot for this bit of fiction, and it is fiction, not a docudrama. So, sit back, relax, maybe have a drink, and enjoy a little escapism with us. Damned sight better for you than getting high or drunk; cheaper too. Oh, an...
THE WHISKEY SOURS THIS IS THE START OF WHAT LEADS TO CHAPTERS 1 AND 2. The arrow on my computer screen is over Add Friend and my index finger is poised to hit RETURN as I ponder whether to ask Dr. Jennifer Friedman to be my Facebook friend. Jenny, as she likes to be called, and I became acquainted while we were both college students, long before I became...
My wife and I had just left from our initial meet with a potential lover for her. We had found him via a website; he was very clean cut, young black fellow and a college student at the local university. We had met him at an out of the way restaurant in a town not far from us to minimize the potential of running into people we may know. To meet us, you would...
Chapter 3 -- The Mountain. She introduced herself as Syuri, the medical assistant assigned by the Planetary Athletic Directorate to monitor the health of the participants in this event. I introduced myself to her in Japanese and she smiled as she heard my words in her native language. She too had been abducted from Japan by the slavers almost ten Earth year...
"Excuse me, sir. Could you spare a dollar or two? I haven't eaten in two days," Carey pleaded. The tall good looking and well dressed man about to enter the Starbuck's stopped to check out the much smaller woman speaking to him. She was petite, maybe five-four to his six-six stature. She was dirty but otherwise looked cute with brunette hair and blue eyes....
Brittany’s rush of adrenalin was falling from its peak. She was still fuming mad. “How the fuck did they get so damn close?” She shouted at Dave and Cheryl. “The radar screen picked up the coastline. It should have picked up that fucking boat as soon as it was a quarter mile from shore.” “Well …………. we weren’t watching the radar screen.” Cheryl replied, he...
NOVEMBER, 1981 The sun had set early and the snowflakes were flying thick and wet in the headlight beams. It was the kind of snowstorm that completely buries anything not moving. The couple had left the trailer park in San Jose around 2pm, and were travelling north through California's central valley on Interstate 5 to get to Klamath Falls, Oregon until the...