Shelly's lips were firm and lush, and the breath from her nostrils smelled vaguely of ketchup and French fries. I thought it was the most remarkable breath I had ever smelled. Her hand went to the back of my neck and tightened slightly on the loose hair at my nape. Shelly's tongue darted against my lower lip for a moment, and my own darted out to chase hers,...
Thanks to everyone who has written to me about my stories. Keep it up! I write in what I call a narrative style, not a lot of quotation marks etc to slow things down. I hope you enjoy, will add more to this later. * Jenifer (or "J" as she liked to be called) pushed her custom Quickie Q7 wheelchair into her kitchen for a lunch break. Her morning patient wa...
Bright sunlight flooded the living room, but Josh was glad to be out of the searing heat and reunited with the air conditioning. Panting heavily he leaned on the leather sofa, and dutifully stretched his legs. The muscles in his thighs continued to burn, and Josh had some trouble catching his breath. 'Nicely done, sweetheart', Meredith patted him on the bac...
Dr. Gerard, the specialist that Nancy's physician had referred, diagnosed a very badly-worn, arthritic and weakened knee that was in an advanced stage of inflammation and deterioration. In fact, Gerard was surprised that Nancy was even walking on the knee, let alone playing sports on it like the tennis game she had been playing when she had injured herself....
Jean sits on the edge of the bed, a hand on the belt buckle ready to undress. She glances up at Paul, the man she just met at the smoky saloon. His jeans are far enough down to see the bulging erection staining at his boxers. "Listen, there's something I need to tell you." "Not sure I care at the moment." He grabs a handful of the boxers including the hard...
As a hotel doorman, I see new people all the time. I love the variety. The hotel is upscale along the coast and the people, especially the women, are unusually beautiful. "Morning," I say with a tip of my hat to the woman wearing snug, tan designer slacks and a white blouse unbuttoned a little extra. She smiles in a sensual way and I feel a rush through my...
Reading the first chapter first will help. Strong sexual content. Love your e-mails and comments! ***** About a month has passed since I last wrote anything about Jim and me. He has had three surgeries to make a new passageway to be able to breathe through his mouth again. It has been a real ordeal for him to go through but all seems to be going well. He i...
Gloria Simpson sits in the service department waiting room. Her eyes stare in the direction of the old woman on the other side of the small room, but not looking at her. She blinks and slowly comes out of a small trance like daze, then shifts in the uncomfortable chair. She had been alone in the room. Tall metal crutches lean against the wall next to the wo...
I was saddened, as were his legion of fans around the world, to hear of the death of Dick Francis in February, 2010. As the UK Guardian obituary put it, "he showed a mastery of lean, witty genre prose." From the time my wife introduced me to his work almost forty years ago, I made it a point to acquire every one of his books. I prize my autographed first Ame...
Erin sat in a chair along the wall, a knee-length denim skirt pulled up the left side exposing her stump. The spaghetti straps of the black top exposed the shoulders and a small remnant of the right arm. She watched Casey attach the peg leg to the dark-blue carbon fiber socket. In the background, an electric saw buzzed though a plaster mold and in the other...