SO FAR: A still grieving widow Carson Robertson hospitalizes in a vehicle accident the author of the bumbling detective book series that is growing in popularity, Guilty at injuring the creator of the fabulous character Jessie Chicago, Carson takes Harry Truscott into her home to help in his rehabilitation. Harry has a broken shoulder that is encased in a gu...
Note- Inspired by Sir Arthur Conan Doyle. The Sherlock Holmes stories are now in the public domain. xxx Emma Watson sighed with relief as she opened the front door of her fashionable apartment overlooking the Thames. She kicked her shoes off and slumped into one of three comfortable armchairs, rubbing her toes in both hands. The wall clock read seven and...
51 Buckingham Gate, Westminster, London Colin Westbridge entered his apartment after the grueling 90-minute commute back to the city. The clock chimed 4pm as he tossed his money clip and keys onto the foyer table. "Darling, I'm home!" There was no answer, and he frowned as he wondered where his wife could have gone. He didn't have to wait long for an ans...
Chapter 12 -- The trial of Maria Elena Rodriguez-Torres While the student protestors continued to kneel outside, Spokeswoman Lee-Dolkivna, Director Cecilia Sanchez, Prisoner # 101025, and the two officers escorting the prisoner passed through the main door of the Central Courthouse. They walked through an ornate entryway and passed through a second set of d...
It had been a long day and a very hot day as well. The heat of the day had sapped most of my energy so that when my head hit the pillow, I fell asleep almost immediately. I felt a movement in the bed and hands began to pull down my boxer shorts which was all I had been wearing. At the time, I was living with Marianne who was a nurse who worked shifts. At...
Chapter I Six years ago. The judge cleared his throat and coughed, staring at the teenager in the dock of the Crown Court. "James Prutton, you are found guilty by this court of armed robbery, contrary to the Theft Act 1968. You have been a career criminal and a community nuisance since you were twelve and I am not disposed to show you leniency despite your...
The part 8 ended with these lines: 'Come Razia let us locate him,' Rama suggested. I followed them. They found Ram in the shower. Giggling like schoolgirls they pulled him out of the shower with soap all over his body. As he was they pushed him on the bed. 'Razia you give him your pussy to eat while I suck his cock,' Rama shouted. Outside I saw the MD e...
I The black smoke of the factories had darkened the sky, so that even during the day the gas lights in the room had to be lit if Zandra was to read something. She sat at her desk, made of a reddish wood that sat by the window that overlooked the back alley. Her apartment was on the third floor, so on certain days when the clouds weren't quite so dark, she c...
"Londo, it's me," Londo's wife called him. "Oh sweet heart, where are you?" Londo spoke to show how caring he was. "In the prison, with my rights-deprived culprits." "Darling, you've sacrificed your whole life for them. What a noble wife I've got!" Londo's chest puffed with pride. "Londo, a problem has arisen." The sound became pitiful "Shoot it at me....
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...