Tony had been on the phone for a good half hour talking to a man named Rick, one of his ex-clients. To be more precise Rick was one of Tony's failures, the pair having met in Tony's professional capacity of being a marriage counsellor. "I'm sorry it didn't work out for you and your wife," said Tony sympathetically. "Look, speaking off the record, man to man...
This story is set in the early 1960's. Unfortunately, it's the real thing too many times. It's where the term WESTPAC Widows came from. Eric Jensen is an E5 ET. That's an electronics technician. His job was just what it says. He maintained all electronic equipment except the sonar. Eric is stationed on the USS Charles Brannon DER-742. DER signifies it's a...
It was four months until the end of my senior year, and I had struggled all year to keep my moderate grade average up. I really loved all my teachers, but one made me furious. Mr. Davis was always writing comments on my exams about how I should know this, correcting all my spelling errors with bright red ink on my essays, and he would make comments to me whi...
I was working as a teaching assistant for William Grey, Ph.D, a sport psychologist, at the University of Florida. My small office is adjacent to his across the street from the football stadium. There is absolutely no parking available close to my office. So I park my car in a commuter lot off campus and ride the bus in to work every day. The office closes...
I woke the next morning, stiff, nauseous, and instantly in the grip of anxiety. Given the disorder of my bed and soaked then dried quality of my sheets, it seemed the Freedom had not gone quietly. However, as I took in deep gulps of air to calm myself, the intense need for sex, to fuck and be fucked, to humiliate myself and others did not come rolling back....
Everything is Fiction, everyone is over 18. * The last long weekend of summer had arrived, the temperatures were warm and the days long and sunny. Ray had announced his big barbeque months ago and this Saturday was the day, the party would start in the early afternoon and continue till midnight. Brenda, his wife of eleven years, loved playing the hostess,...
This story is a continuation of our exhibitionist adventure set up for us by a beautiful but devious girl named Melissa. It can be read as a stand alone story, but would be better if you started at the beginning. Enjoy! * We pulled into the parking lot of the Girls-Girls-Girls strip club and found the place to be only partly full. Good thing for us, there...
Chapter Fourteen – Supergirls Bangkok "I've fucking had it with Jason!" Michele spat at Rod Latham "That fuckwit tracked me down and found me in a bar in Naples and created an absolute shitfight. And every night I'm here in the club he carries on like a petulant child whenever I work a punter and in particular Lieutenant Steve Winters who is one of our...
I love where I live. The apartment's the best I could have asked for, and the rent is great. And, I was damn lucky to get it. Annabelle, whose parents own the place, was looking for room-mates to help cover the rent that she paid back to her parents. I applied, and when I arrived for the interview, I fell in love with the place. It was immaculate. The kitche...
This chapter picks up right where the last one left off. I recommend starting from the beginning, but if you want to jump into the action go back at least to chapter 8. Enjoy! ***** The rest of the afternoon preceded much like any day at the beach. They shared the lunch Keiko had prepared—for which Sam discovered she still had plenty of appetite—waded in t...