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Radio Days Pt. 04

by coaster2 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

Well folks, we are getting near the end of this saga. On the one hand, a lot of weird stuff has been happening to me, Ozzie Hanswatter. On the other hand, some really good stuff has been happening to me as well; namely Leticia "Tish" Darling. I've been so busy meeting with alien recruiting agents and wooing beautiful blondes, you'd wonder how I had the time...

Radio Days Pt. 02

by coaster2 on Sep 16, 2017
Sci-Fi & Fantasy

My name is Ozzie Hanswatter and I am a forty one-year-old divorced male and the county assessor in my town of Little River, Idaho. As the last surviving Hanswatter, I had been summoned to a lawyer's office to hear the reading of my late Uncle Darby's will. Much to my surprise, he was very wealthy, but even more surprising was that he left it all to charity,...

Mike's Navy: Femme Fatale

by davebccanada on Jun 1, 2020
Novels and Novellas

Mike's Navy: a novel in five partsPart 4: Femme Fatale Another Mike Claymore erotic novel copy write 2014 Chapter 44 Monday, 4th February, 1985 A quick breakfast in the deli of pancakes and sausage wraps then coffee for his tummy and thermos and he's away. It's clear this morning but there's quite an accumulation of fresh snow and frequent closures...

Friday the Thirteenth

by mindventure on Sep 12, 2017
Romance

Friday, April 13, 1990, 4:30 PM I arrive at my apartment building on the northern outskirts of Seattle after walking home from school with my best friend Mike Bailey. We are just in time to see a small moving van pull away. I was aware of a vacant apartment in the building, so I assume I have new neighbors. Mike and I have been friends for as long as I can...

His Best Friend's Mom

by komrad1156 on Sep 25, 2017
Mature

"You don't have to this, Z-man. My dad will hire you back. If construction's not your thing then go to the police academy." "I can't until I'm 19." "That's only six months off, man. Just give yourself some time, okay? Work around here until then and after that, you can serve to your heart's content." He knew he shouldn't bring this up, but if it would kee...

Road Trip Pt. 06

by TLCgiver on Sep 12, 2017
Novels and Novellas

... continuing from the previous chapters ... Chapter 27 Road Trip - Idaho My Army buddy, Craig Olson, welcomed me to his home in Coeur d'Alene with a big hug and much backslapping. I had contacted him weeks earlier about visiting and emailed him with updates about my travel and arrival dates. I called ahead from Montana to let him know I'd be arriving ar...

Backroads, v2

by Adrian Leverkuhn on Sep 14, 2017
Romance

Backroads or: On Being Blown Sideways Down the Road Less Traveled There's something peculiarly energizing about a road trip, even if, as is so often the case, it's a journey to nowhere in particular. Even if you've been down the same road a hundred times before, there's always the hint of something new in the air, some new adventure at hand right around t...

Claudia Near The End Of The Road

by poisoniv1 on Sep 14, 2017
Erotic Couplings

Neil and I had driven twenty-two hours straight on summer-hot highways all the way from Phoenix, Arizona, and we pulled into Tacoma at just after midnight. We were red-eyed and stiff but happy to have reached our final destination for the day, and we immediately called Neil's brother Earl. Neil called six times, but Earl wasn't home, or his phone was out, or...

The Stanger

by n_pearl_84 on Sep 13, 2017
Erotic Horror

Not again, I thought when I walked in the room. I knew Peter and Sabrina were crazy about each other, but this was crossing the line. "Hey, you two. Mind clearing out? The new boss'll be here this afternoon," I said. Peter, chagrinned, pulled away from the figure pushed up against the wall. We kept things informal at Beachside Inc., but this was the third...

An Inconvenient Spy Ch. 01

by TexasFarmBoy on Sep 14, 2017
Novels and Novellas

The Chevy Suburban pulled into the drive and I knew that something was wrong. It wasn't the car itself; it was the fact that only a select few people knew where to find me and fewer still had the code to get through the front gate without setting off the alarm by the front door of the house. This visitor was at least very close to one of those very few that...