The Conclusion There remained one more bustle in her hedgerow, one more spring clean for the May Queen. The trip. This trip, our trip, the fabric of our lives ripped apart and rearranged, the storm ravaged journey that had carried Deb to my side once again -- after twenty two years. I wondered, could she still hear the wind blow? Did she know her stairway...
This is a story of fiction. Any resemblance to persons living or dead or institutions is coincidence. * CHAPTER ONE Nineteen fifty seven was not a particularly notable year for the world, or for the inhabitants of the United Kingdom. Of course there were quite a few people who would look back and say. "That was a good year, a very good year." But for man...
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in consensual sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Chapter 1 Bobby Boudreaux smirked at the 'Nerds, Dorks, and Losers' that gathered in the living room of his apartment. The group of them was all students at the university, except for Derek, his roommate. Derek was a graduate student, studying for his doc...
It was Saturday night, and the sun had just gone down, creating that twilight that leaves you wondering whether you should have your headlights turned on yet or not. Mark Evans didn't have to make that choice, as he was in the process of pulling into his garage, located on a quiet residential street in Sharpsburg. In a moment the slim, dark-haired man emerge...
Chapter 26 -- 'Frequent, Intense, and Wonderful' The bold-faced newspaper headline in section two the Tampa Times Sunday Edition read: "Frequent, Intense, and Wonderful" The article delicately described the discerned lifestyle of the men and women in the Circle and their polyamorous relationships. After describing the lifestyle, including heavy allusion...
Faye and Jessica's Apartment Jessica Unwound, bare to an apartment that still felt too new and too cozy, Jessica heaved into her frustration with a blasting sigh. Her nappy, tight curls seemed all the tighter to her — everything felt like piano wire being tuned by some sick psychopath. She threw her head into her couch. "Fuck," she swore, barely audibl...
Brand new series I'm starting. This series has very little in common with anything else I've written, especially Journal of an Agent. Yes it will feature celebrities and have it's fair share of sex, but the main focus is on storyline. It's got enough twists to be an entertaining read and is quite darker than my usual fare. Please bear through the non-sex par...
Neil found himself struggling to sleep. He was tossing and turning, unable to find a position where he felt comfortable. It mostly had to do with him being in the middle of the king-sized mattress. It felt odd not to have the edge to his right even though he was rarely near it when he slept. It was like being a land-locked country with no coastline to speak...
It's been a lot of fun writing stories here, and I wanted to say thank you to everyone who's written to me and/or commented on my work. I just wanted to let you know that I'm sorry for being gone for so long, but if you like what I write; it takes me more time these days, what with my second book getting ready to come out soon, but again, thank you all. Oh,...
"Don't go down this block," Major Wood commented, nodding to his left "it goes past the Russian embassy, they record everything." It was a good thing the top brass was giving the Major a few days to show me the ropes before I replaced him on this assignment; we weren't even half through our patrol yet, and there had to be a dozen places I had to know to avoi...