Yep yep yep -- I know. You're all kinda like "About freakin' time!" And you're 100 % right to be kinda pissed. I can say I'm sorry -- because I am -- and I had no intention of going months to post the next chapter. I really didn't. But it happened. Will it happen again? I hope not. But it might. My personal life went, well, it went right in to a mega shitsto...
Part 1, Making Plans Marc didn’t stay at the girls apartment that much longer. Amy was physically tired and emotionally drained and just wanted to turn in for the night. They did make few plans for what they were going to need do starting the following day. Amy was to go to the administrative offices and drop out of school for the fall semester, but conside...
It's Time... The story of two partisans, beginning in southern Italy in WW2 beginning just before the Allied landings. This story could be listed either as Romance or Non Erotic, it isn't a sexy story, in fact it is rather bittersweet. The idea for the story came while the author had the tune Come back to Sorrento rattling around in his mind. Verses of the...
"As much as I love seeing you on a Friday night sweetie, you can't fool me, you're avoiding him," Bree said as she scrolled through the movies on Netflix. As Bree and Harlee sat in the low lit living room streaming movies from the chrome cast. The weeks had fallen by the wayside around them. At this point most nights they hardly saw one another. Which for...
Since Foxton is such a small town it feels necessary to clarify that all the characters in this story are completely fictional. Any resemblances to any real-life persons or events are unintended. This story is merely a tribute to the town I remember and how I imagine it may look like today. With that said, thank you for reading my story. Please leave a comme...
Death Falls MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY: JANE DOE A novel by David Horton Copyright 2000 Chapter 1:June 26 "Did I hear the phone ringing?" "Mmphmff fmmffh mmm." "Marlene, did you hear the phone ringing?" Mike looks at his watch and sees it's only three am. "Huh! It must have been my imagination. Sorry, love." "Did you say something?" "No. Go back to sleep...
by Philip Johnson Chapter One "Rita, have Loren stop by when he gets a chance. I should be done with my meeting in an hour or less. No better yet pick a time, and I can meet him at Bernard's for a cocktail." "Okay is there anything he needs to bring to the meeting?" "No. Okay make it for the end of the day, say five or so." "Five it is, and unless he's...
Philip Johnson Prologue The offer of impressive things for free creates greed. Start by throwing in a generous amount of free vacation with impressive free goodies, and all worth tens of thousands of dollars. Add a few vital ingredients like...well let's throw in a great amount of nudity. Add a lot of passion and lust, and cook the recipe in a hot tropi...
I am definitely not the super stud that people think that I am. If I had fucked all of the many girls that claimed to have been my sexual partner, I would have done nothing during my years of college but fuck. Okay that might be an exaggeration, but it is not a small one, I could count the girls that I had actually made love to on the fingers of one hand. So...
Part I Charlie and Janet had been married three years and they were a fun loving couple who enjoyed living life to its fullest. He was a successful business-to-business salesman for a local company and she was a loan closer for a large Texas regional bank. They purchased a home less than a year after they married in a suburb west of Dallas six miles fr...