Author's notes: This is a sequel to "Baseball Annie." All characters in this work of fiction are at least 18 years old. ***** William "Stretch" Simpson, the rookie first baseman with the Las Vegas Comets, felt really good about what he had done that day and the previous night. In the baseball game, the second of the home stand, he had gotten five hits in...
When I awoke the next morning it was to the sound of a lawnmower buzzing outside the window. A reminder of the advantages of my apartment in the city rather than this place in the burbs, I thought to myself and rolled over to find that Kurt was gone. Wearily I pushed back the covers and wandered through the house, which was still and absolute mess, only to d...
Saturdays Fancy, Judy and Nancy -- Part 3 Through all of Eppy's furious fucking, Warren kept his cool, continuously tantalizing Judy — driving her delirious with expectations of a fantastic climax. She shivered delightedly as his tongue slid over her naked heels and raked the sole of her foot again. And Judy raised her head from the pillow she lay on and pu...
When I left the house for a walk to get some exercise I certainly never imagined I would meet a beautiful young blonde who would become my secret lover. And when she snuck out of her house to get away from her folks for a while she surely hadn't expected to seduce an older man. I was a regular middle-aged guy, home alone for the week as my wife was away vis...
"Don't look now," said my friend Karen. "Bob is here." Of course, I did look. Unfortunately, he was looking my way at the same time, so we made eye contact. "Fuck," I said. "Well, he'll probably just ignore us." "Don't think so. He's heading this way." I sighed. Trouble was the last thing I needed. I was in a prolonged dating slump (it seemed like I alwa...
Charlie's an "Angel" "Charlotte! Are you ready for school yet? I have to go to the market to pick up dinner before I go to work!" I can hear my mamaw yelling up at me from the bottom of the stairs. I hadn't even rolled out of bed yet. I shoot a quick text to my friend Jayne asking if she can take me to school. I do not want to go to school looking like I wa...
The litany of romantic horror continues... 18. Ms. Stuck-Up Bitch - I've had first dates where the woman was rude or snide or otherwise disagreeable, but never to the extent that this woman demonstrated. If she had anything nice or pleasant to say during our brief coffee date than I must have blinked and missed hearing it. She made especially rude comments...
The Characters and situations are from the working class areas of Northern England and some of the situations and the working class language may upset some readers. The names have of course been disguised but otherwise this is what "Silvie" told me when I bought her a few rum and cokes in the local pub. * Hi I'm Silvie and I do voluntary work for Dr Hargre...
The Christmas holiday was in full swing. The Gare de Lyon was surrounded by busy crowds, rushing around, families, friends and individuals laden with cases, bags and skis. Snow had started to fall from the Paris night sky. Leona, having already delivered her mother and children onto the station concourse was settling-up with the cab driver. She gave him a de...
It was late August, a Saturday night in the summer of '96; Ray and I were sitting in the parking lot of the Lido Adult Theater off I-35 and Mockingbird in Dallas, TX. I was finishing a cigarette while I slowly circled my index finger around my exposed nipple. There was a mixed bag of cars and trucks surrounding us; Lexus, BMW, F-150, Tahoe; new and old, rich...