Friends with benefits is kind of a cool, detached term. When we talk about friends with benefits we're thinking of "Sex in the City" with hip and beautiful career women in a trendy and slick metropolis who don't need men for anything but sex. They're self contained and self absorbed and they need each other more than they'll ever need any man. Their friends...
Pt. VIII: The Scoop Kim Wright appeared next on Jack's short list of appointments to make. He called the private number Sam Hanson wrote on the back of her business card. Jack knew it was an old card because Sam had told him Kim was no longer an investigative reporter with the Las Vegas Review-Journal, the largest paper in Nevada. The two agreed to meet fo...
"Today's the day the teddy bears have their picnic." Her name was Blondie, after her beautiful golden fur. She was no ordinary dime store bear, she was from Germany. She had beautiful glass eyes and a tag in her ear that said "Stieff". So she assumed her name must be Blondie von Stieff. Obviously, she came from a royal background. Her mate was called Barne...
The Melinda 109: A Little Shop Story PART ONE "I can't believe it's here!" Webb said excitedly. Soapy shook his head, as Plato and Cato dismembered the packing case, and pulled Melinda 109 out. She was something--five seven or maybe five eight inches tall. Blonde. Icy sapphire eyes. Beautiful face, much like Mary Hart from Entertainment Tonight, but with m...
Wake snuggled in to Fred and Brianna is upstairs being upset. Realize the alarm for Audrey has gone off, why Brianna is so upset. That and she is hungry so crawl out of bed and grab the robe, slip it on but don't tie it since I need to feed my little girl. Find Audrey standing at the bottom of the steps with Brianna so I am handed her with a yawn from Audrey...
Chapter 13 It Ain't Over 'Till It's Over "How's Ros," I asked Sally quietly. She was sitting in a chair in the waiting room of the Roosevelt Heights Private Hospital. "She's out of it, Rick. It's going to be a while before she's back with us. She's pretty loaded up with drugs ... not just heroin. They're doing a tox screen to see just what's there. We shou...
I've become addicted to you. Your scent. Your taste. The look in your eyes when you're particularly turned on. The feel of your hands in my hair. Your breath on my ear when you're whispering dirty things to me. I think about you with every heartbeat. When I'm fucking my husband your face is all I see. You're my own personal heroin. I need you in my blood. I...
37 Dusk was just extending its shadowy fingers over the scene. Surfers were wending their way home from the beaches, colourful surfboards slung firmly on top of colourful cars and vans. Zinc cream glowed beneath mirrored sun glasses on the faces that seemed to glow in the red rays of the setting sun. The homeward bound traffic from the beaches confronted he...
Going to mention one little thing and then let you get to the story. Maybe will make you run for those hills. Anyway there is a kidnapped boy in this and mention of other kids taken. Which is not what I am talking about here, and is. Bear with me for a moment. So newspapers of the time, if there is mention of a kid being grabbed for adult pleasures, make mo...
As a busy executive, I never found time for my family. As a consequence, my first wife divorced me, moved with my children to California, and left my life for good. At first, I tried to maintain a relationship with my children, but they became strangers to me and I to them. There was never enough time to establish a bond. I willingly continue to send alimony...