Marty Begins Looking for Conrad It took Marty two days to catch up with Harrigan in a greasy spoon on Newark Avenue in Jersey City. "I don't have anything to say to you," Harrigan said. "Yes you do," Marty said with a thin smile. "I heard about you," Harrigan said, "You like armed robbery, right?" "I'll admit to doing time for it, yeah. But what I wan...
Garter Belts and Cigarettes Page One It was the movement that first caught my eye. That automatic sequence of movements done by muscle memory, repeatedly and without thinking, dexterous and complete - the red nail fingertips of her right hand, several silver rings on her fingers, flipping open the top of the box. One finger aligned the flipped up lid so t...
Joe and Maya hadn't seen each other since she dropped him at home the Saturday afternoon after the Friday night and Saturday morning reunion. Unfortunately only via speakerphone late Saturday night had Maya joined her lovers pleasuring each other. It had to be late since she worked stripping earlier. And she had to join them due to immense horniness albeit u...
*Note to readers: It's a story, my friends. Just go with it and enjoy! ***** September 17th "I was really surprised to hear from you, Sage. I'm glad you called even though it was under these circumstances. And I'm really sorry, by the way." He paused and told her, "But this has been nice." "Yes, it has, Dax. I hope you know I didn't mean to bother you. I...
Liz McDonald lasted three days before she called Deidre. "I've got to talk to you. Rover's, half-six." When Deidre arrived at the appointed time, she found Liz huddled in her seat, chain-smoking, two empty glasses in front of her and a third on its way. Her face was hollow, drawn and there were dark circles under her eyes. Without looking up, Liz began. "I...
*Author's note: Several years ago, I read an interesting book by author Loyal Rue, a professor of Religion and Philosophy at Luther College, called By the Grace of Guile. An excerpt from one review says this: "For people who are troubled by a world increasingly filled with the sweet-talking duplicity of politicians, preachers, advertisers, and sundry huckste...
Recently I have read an article asking for a man to tell the male state of mind. Now what I say may not apply to every man but I'm sure most of us think in this way. Now when we guys screw up you ladies seem to think we don't care. Nothing could be further from the truth. We just don't see it in the same light. I guess a good example is your man is working...
This is the end of this series. For those of you who hated it, it is over. For those of you who enjoyed it, please don't be a silent majority. For those of you who like happy endings, let me say that without giving anything away, please read to the end. As strange as you may find the choices Michelle made, she made those choices of her own free will and will...
I sat naked against the door. Wearing only my cage. What the actual fuck. Why was the door left open? Did Mel plan on Steph seeing? Now what do i do? I sure as hell ain't leaving this room. What do I do? "BREAKFAST IS READY." Mel shouts up the stairs. I get up and walk over to the mirror. No way she didn't see this shiny silver steel cage on me. She's just...
I was a 63-year-old overweight bald man named Dr. Jake L. Edih, virtually ignored for my looks, which was okay with me. Being a professor at an ivory league university, I have spent the majority of my adult life doing research in biomechanics. My wife and I married after our senior year at Princeton she was the only woman I ever dated or had sex with for 36...