Nun sind seit dem Tag bereits 7 Jahren vergangen, mittlerweile habe ich meinen eigene Stall an jungen Pferden, die für mich Tätig sind! Kurz um dank Rudolph dem alt eingesessenen Zuhälter und seiner Ausbildung bin ich jetzt sehr erfolgreich in dem Gewerbe als Zuhälter tätig… Was das angeht so macht mir keiner mehr was vor, ich genieße einen guten Ruf unter d...
Harry pulled up to the duplex and stopped his car. He sat for a moment with the engine running as he pondered looked over to his wife. On the drive over from their quarters he figured out what he wanted to do, what he wanted him and his wife to do. "The driveway is empty except for his car. Are you sure about this?" "Yes, I checked on it right after I f...
* Author's note: This is a work of fiction. Any similarity to real people is unintentional and purely coincidental. ***** The Boeing 737 touched down on the tarmac with a bounce. Staff Sergeant Thomas Baird leaned forward in his seat with the sudden deceleration and slid the cover up on his window, looking with bleary eyes at the green fields surrounding t...
Hey guys! So here is chapter 8... I gotta say I got sucked into this one. I was researching away and found the most moving images and it kinda just moved me to write. If you're interested in seeing those images, let me know and I'll post a link in a comment. And chapter 8 got to be so long that I decided to break it up into 2 chapters. So I'm finishing up...
A young woman stopped a few feet from where I sat at an outdoor café in Trier, Germany. Had she been well groomed, she would have been stunningly beautiful. However, her jeans and T-shirt looked as though she had worn them day and night for several weeks, and her hair hadn't been combed or brushed for at least that long. Tears seemed ready to burst from her...
American readers may be inclined to think the following is a work of fiction, and if my wife ever reads it, I hope that she does, too. * Having landed in Frankfurt for a business meeting but having some hours to kill, I drove my rental car up the A5 north and east around the city to the nearby village of Burgholzhausen. At the edge of the village, between...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
Copyright 2009, All Rights Reserved Author's note: As usual, if you're looking for either a lot of sex or aggressive revenge you likely won't enjoy this one and I would encourage you to move on. Constructive comments or criticism is greatly appreciated as they can help me grow. ************************ They say everything works out for the best, and I g...
(13:35:16 ) Tommy says to Lynette: hi (13:35:29 ) Lynette says to beer can cock: they wer both very gentle (13:36:21 ) Tommy PRIVATELY whispers to Lynette: how are you? (13:36:28 ) Lynette says to beer can cock: i came twice and rivers (13:36:57 ) Lynette PRIVATELY whispers to Tommy: very well fucked (13:37:07 ) Tommy PRIVATELY whispers to Lynette:...
Gentle reader, welcome to my story, my entry in the Winter Holidays contest. It is a tale of murder, intrigue, and steaming, raunchy sex. If you will be just a little patient with me, we will get to the sex soon enough. I'd like to offer my sincere thanks to my sagacious editor, legerdemer. As the first rays of the dawn peered into his apartment, Bedrich...