************************************************* Copyright Oggbashan June 2018 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ****************...
Austere American nationalism dominated the cramped office space. Red, white, and blue flags hung on the walls, Golden Eagles looked on, posted upon tall poles. There were framed pictures of Royal columns packed with U. S. Soldiers in grimacing formation... The state-sponsored iron and control was endless. The agitated woman sitting behind her desk in that o...
As usual I thank my LadyCibelle and Techsan for their patience, proof reading, editing skills and of course encouragement. As always I'll also add that we don't always see eye to eye with each other, and often play around with a story after they have read it. Consequently I take full responsibility for the content and any cock-ups in this story. * I had a...
All people in this story are over 18. ***** Jo was blazingly horny. She woke up feeling frisky for a very good reason. She was going to meet her boyfriend Dean, who she had not seen for months due to work. Most nights they had been indulging in phone sex both having earth shattering orgasms with a promise of better things to come when they finally met. Jo...
Captain Mariska Holmes tugged at the collar of her dress uniform, pulling the itchy fabric away from her neck for a moment. "Damn thing. It would be so much easier if HQ would just let us wear our ship suits everywhere." "Agreed." Yralla, Mariska's First Officer, was possibly even more uncomfortable than her captain. Vollarians prefered to go naked, to such...
Chapter 3 -- Spokeswoman Lee-Dolkivna Upon receiving the call from the chief inspector, Spokeswoman Kimberly Lee-Dolkivna wrote down the pertinent information: that a Colombian drug courier had been arrested with a kilo of cocaine in pellets concealed in her stomach, that she had undergone an initial interview, and that a Spanish-speaker needed to go to the...
It was night, and the Five-Star Hotel was active, as per usual. A brothel did business in this hotel, and was more profitable for the owner than the actual hotel was. At the evening reception, deals took place, and bargaining was completed as each customer chose from the displayed merchandise. "Sonia, I've sent up a customer," called the receptionist. "At...
It was just after midday when Elvis Mutton drove into the Plymouth Hotel car park on the West Coast of New Zealand in the pink Cadillac with a white roof as personalised number plates, 'MEMPHIS'. Elvis had purchased the wreck from a junkyard in Reefton in the South Island for fifty bucks plus the cost of four new white-wall tyres. He checked in to the cheap...
***** A great many people have undertaken to portray Agatha Christie's Belgian detective, Hercule Poirot, but in my opinion, none has done it as well as David Suchet, star of ITW productions of Poirot. It is his image that I use as my visual and those of Hugh Fraser (Captain Hastings), Pauline Moran (Miss Lemon) and Philip Jackson (Chief Inspector Japp). ENJ...
"Where is the Inspector?" the leader of the nearly twenty five strong crowd of people shouted. "He is satisfying his sudden call of nature," Chagan answered, trying to sound serious. He knew very well that, watching the crowd arriving in the station, the coward inspector Londo had hid in the toilet ordering his assistants to give any pretext to the crowd....