A fictional tale written at the urgings of a fan who thought he would like to see his ideas for me come to print. ********* The neighborhood was scary, with half of the buildings abandoned and most of the rest of them looking as if they should have been. Luckily, it was dark so when I parked the car so one saw me as I took a deep breath and looked up at...
It's Friday night, its been a long work week and we sent the kids to their grandparents house for the weekend. I figure that once in awhile, the wife and I are entitled to a weekend alone. Before I left work I called and made reservations for a large suite about an hour south of us. We enjoyed the drive there and being in each other's company made the conge...
This is a real story that happened recently. On a Saturday, Tara rings up and informed that her Dad has to be dropped into the nearby health check center and that she would like to drop in on Sunday afternoon. So, I naturally planned to pass my Sunday in holy abstinence from my sex encounter with Tara for the Sunday. As the day passed by, I used the time...
The air was cold and wet that night. Little drops of moisture were collecting, and running down the brick walls of the buildings as I passed. The fog danced around the street lanterns and made the noises of the crowed street, ring out. The rolling coach wheels, behind the clinking of iron horse shoes, echoed up and down the cobble stone street alarmingly. I...
Ilse was a sophomore at a southwestern university. She was pretty, blond, and toned - her hours at the gym had worked off the freshman fifteen and more. Her sophomore year housing pick had worked out perfectly, or at least as perfectly as college dorms can. She was living with her two best friends, Ella and Sarah, in a three-person almost-suite. They had a s...
Blake Oates couldn't believe what he was looking at through his binoculars: a beautiful, and completely naked, young brunette displaying herself out in a field a clearing in the forest he was hiding in. Presumably, she thought she was safe, because no one else seemed to be anywhere in the area; certainly, he was far away enough-about one hundred yards away...
My MG Midget screamed around the curves of the mountain road. I had the top down and the wind was whipping through my sandy hair. My blue eyes sparkled in enjoyment through my sunglasses as my hands deftly moved from the gear shift to the steering wheel and back again. I was having the time of my life on a deserted stretch of mountain road covered with pine...
The sun shone upon the pool deck gathering. It was the annual swap meet for the talent. Representatives from exclusive clubs around the world were negotiating replacements for their existing line-up: experienced employees who either wanted to retire from the business, move into management or find new horizons in different climes. Mr. Wong escorted three Ori...
In November a few years ago I almost died, or at least that is what my doctor told me. While I was recovering, I realized that there are some things I want to do before I die so I decided to create my very own "Bucket List." I have several things listed and I have done some of them. The most notable on my list are golfing at Pebble Beach in California, St....
Kendra Adams stared out the front windshield of her rental car, the sun blazing high, baking the featureless country side before her. The road lay ahead, a single strip of asphalt stretching to that billiard table like horizon. On either side of the road, deep green fields of corn stalks stretched tall; corn silk gently fluttering in the breeze, reaching for...