The Little Hitchhiker I had been teaching at Western Washington State University in Bellingham, Washington for the last three years. It was a good job, challenging and lots of fun. Being a 30-year-old single male on a major university campus provided a lot of opportunities to feed my libido. Surprisingly most of those opportunities didn't come from the attr...
Jul 12, 2010 Fragmented Pieces Book I Spirit Chapter Six "Highway Murders" Current mood:creative Heavy Metal Thunder Productions Presents... Copyright protected on June 2010. The persons, places, entities, and events depicted in this story are fictitious. Any similarity to actual persons, places, entities, or events is unintentional and purely coincide...
Breakfast was like any other, two eggs over easy, two strips of bacon, a slice of toast and a glass of OJ. Ashley sat at her table and read the newspaper as she nibbled on a piece of toast, reading a fascinating story on the front page about a man who broke into the zoo two nights before and sodomized some penguins in the Antarctica exhibit. She giggled to h...
I hadn't driven nude for a while and decided that it was time to get back in the driving seat, so to speak. I planned on going out on Saturday evening, after all most people would be out and who knows who would see me. The week flashed by and Saturday came and the anticipation of another adventure built throughout the day. As it's now summer it doesn't go d...
It’s a stormy November night. The first real storm of the year with wind and rain and thunder off in the distance. The wipers beating back and forth trying in vain to keep up with the rain pelting the windshield. The road is dark and winding along the Santiam River. I glance over at you sitting next to me. You look fearful as the car kicks up gravel alongsi...
This is a Historical story about part of the Civil War fought in North Central Florida. While the most of the characters are imaginary, many are actual people from that era. These people may have or have not acted or thought in the way I have described their thoughts or actions. The character, Captain J.J.Dickison, CSA. was real and was actually more of a he...
It was Bonnie's dad who had instilled in her the love of a good, long road-trip. Her appreciation of the finer things such as a car loaded with snack-food and CDs, rest stops, and the nuances of "roadkill bingo" were all because of him. He enjoyed planning his routes as much as he did just tossing the bags in the trunk on a whim and picking a direction and d...
On the way home from the dojo, Tommy passed the car dealership where he'd seen the 4 X 4 pickup. He had quite a bit of time before he needed to be at work, so he pulled into the lot, parked his parents' car, and walked over to the truck. It was bright red, had jacked-up suspension and huge tires, an extended cab, even a chrome roll bar with lights on it in t...
6 "A Chevy C-60." "A Chevy C-60?" "A Chevy C-60." As he bumped and bounced along the rutted road toward the Gilbert Place cabin in his Jeep Grand Cherokee Laredo, Bret Harris recalled the conversation he had with Rusty Barr, a long-time farmer who lived a mile and a quarter outside of Lakeville. Barr needed a fill-in truck driver to help complete the...
The party had been a big success; friends and family celebrating the golden wedding anniversary with a barbecue in the beautifully landscaped gardens of her grandparents house. They had hoped that the party would go on until the evening, but the weather had intervened. Now everyone just seemed to decide that it was a convenient time to leave; so they finishe...