The very large, shabbily-dressed man walked up to him and said, "Okay, Doc. Just sign here for me." He scrawled his signature on the delivery form and handed it back. "You know, it's none of my business what you do on your own property, but I ain't never heard of no one building themselves an underground grain elevator." Rather than bother trying to explai...
CHAPTER 1 A three-night stop in Chicago and then back on the train to Boston was Harvey Chadwick's plan. He had been visiting his sister in LA after roaming the world for two years following his wife Sophia's death in a car accident only three months after their marriage. The 30-year-old computer systems troubleshooter had long lost his grief and when rea...
The following material is sexually explicit erotica. If you are offended by hard-core pornography close this file. Chapter 1 A Face in a Picture Having won a construction consultancy contract with one of the European Union agencies some years ago, I established an office in Paris. I had found I had something of a flair for languages at school and withi...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
I thankfully pulled up in front of my house after a wasted three hour drive back from Scotland, the same house that I had departed from that morning. Everything seemed exactly the same and yet, even though the earth hadn't switched polarity and there had been no other global calamity, my life had inexorably changed. The previous evening, my lovely wife Erika...
Edited By English Rose * * * * * CHAPTER 1 THE PAST: RAT: TAT: TAT! A Thompson submachine gun administrated the punctuation of the roaring twenties. F Scott Fitzgerald named it the Jazz age. It was a time of excess. Tough guys wearing expensive tailored suits and diamond rings came to power by selling bootleg booze on the streets of Chicago and New York....
"Molly, have you seen my telescope?" Since I have just about set my bag down on top of it twice, I knew the answer to my dad's question. But I gave it a few moments before I spoke up. Just for the entertainment factor. "It's wherever you left it, dear," called out mom pleasantly, from somewhere around the kitchen. The sudden crash of shovels, rakes, and ho...
His scent...I can still smell it in the coffee. I thought this was over. Done and finished with to be no more again. But these were his final words to me before I went far away from where he could follow me to. With a staid and heavily serious expression, he looked into my vigilant and alert damn eyes to tell me the harsh and cruel-like words themselves: "Y...
This is the last installment of the Dave and Jenny saga. There have been five previous chapters. The Anniversary Weekend, Jenny sleeps with a stranger. The Anniversary Continues, Jenny makes it up to Dave with her virgin butt. The Anniversary Ends, Jenny falls again. The Anniversary- Six Months On Pt 1, Jenny goes back for more. The Anniversary- Six...
CHAPTER 1 Conrad Pearson, disgraced son of a couple who ran a rural highway maintenance business 300 miles to the south, arrived at Penney's Crossing off a feeder flight on a cold frosty morning to begin his new job at assistant chief accountant at Kline and French. The wiry 28-year old, with bleached curly blond hair, been thrown out of the family busines...