Ch 3 My Way By Woodmanone copyright August/2011 Another story about the adventures and life of Rollie Chambers. Constructive comments and emails are more than welcome and appreciated. ******************** Detective First Grade Rollie Chambers stood to leave the small office. He'd just spent 40 minutes talking about his plans to resign from the St. Louis...
CHAPTER 10 A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE: We settled into the little room. "What would you like to drink Baltimore?" I asked. "That be some real good Scotch there. I don't get a chance to afford that. " Baltimore pointed to the bottle of Cutty Sark. The old man knew his liquor. "Let me pour one for you my friend," I said. "Thanks sir" Baltimore replied. "You d...
Author's foreword: Thank you for allowing me to share a small portion of the stage with these truly incredibly talented authors today. A special thank you to Randi, for your invitation and encouragement, and the gracious offer to edit my story which made it so much better than my original draft. Finally, to the readers, thank you for your support, kind comme...
The hollow autumn moon lingered low on the murky midnight horizon as a brisk, winter kissed wind relentlessly rolled along the harbor, effortlessly gathering up acrid ocean aromas that easily carried far inland. The stringent, salty stench added a bitter bite to the chilly, late November night, giving most just cause to keep locked indoors, safely sheltered...
LEGALESE: Don't read this if you are underage, if it is illegal in your area, if it is offensive to you, or if you cannot distinguish fiction from reality. This is a work of fiction. All sexually active characters are above the age of consent on their planet of origin. Copyright (c) 2016 by Acup A word of warning, I write good stories, I hope, with some d...
Last one for a while. Another Hemingway title. I wanted to write a simple piece about two ordinary people. The theme is miscommunication. So, it belongs in Loving Wives. But I also see this as a Romance. Thank you for reading me. DT ***** Winner Take Nothing Life's ironic. You live your first years thinking you're special. Then you spend the rest of them...
Our first sexual experiences were with each other when we were both eighteen. Today that would be unusual but in those days censorship was strict, the Internet didn't exist and DVDs hadn't been invented. I owned a small and very rickety old Ford car and I'd park it around the corner from where she lived and we would climb into the back seat. The first time...
Author's note: This story has swapping, infidelity, watching your wife with other men, drugs and some violence (not against women), so if any of that bothers you don't read any further. I have very little knowledge about drugs (or many things) so please forgive me if my story is loose with the facts. Chapter 1 - Introductions Why did I become a tax attorn...
All characters involved in any sexual activities in this story were over 18 when any sexual events took place. Part 2 – Jordan goes to university ***** Recap –––- My name is Jordan and I'm nearly 19 years old, 5 feet 1 inch tall, I weigh 99 pounds and have a 32aa 26 33 figure and dirty blonde hair; your average skinny teenager. I come from a self-induc...
PART I With Beth's thick-soled, fishnet-covered foot just inches from his face, her heel on his bare chest and her toes wiggling, the musty stench was overpowering. It was still had to believe this was really happening to him, although, he realized, it had been weeks in the making. "Ready to smell 'em up close?" asked the woman who'd first showed him his...