Early the next morning I looked out my apartment window and saw Carl waiting by his car at the curb, smoking a cigarette. I grabbed my keys, briefcase, and laptop and hurried downstairs. DH had texted me that Carl would pick me up at 7:00 a.m. When I got to the car, Carl opened the door for me and I was surprised to see the Congresswoman sitting in the back...
The sound of Super Mario blaring in his ear rustled Derek from his deep slumber. With a loud groan he rolled onto his side, his blue eyes glaring at the clock. Ten o'clock was way too early for anyone to be awake. Somewhere in the crevices of his mind, his brain registered the ringing of his cell phone. Not even bothering to look to see who it was he ope...
It was a hot and humid summer night, just a week past my 28th birthday, and I was out drinking at a sports bar with Teddy, an old friend from high school who I hadn't seen in years. We'd recently reconnected through Facebook, and when business brought him to Baltimore, where I was living at the time, we made plans to meet up. So there we were, on neighborin...
Sorry for the short chapter and delay in getting it posted. Too many things going on in life right now. I'll try to be faster at getting them posted. Bear with me and with the errors! Thanks for reading! This isn't real, it's completely made up and is a work of fiction on all accounts. Everyone is 18 or older. Chapter Seven - New Slaves? Inside, Nathan an...
I so much appreciate the attention and votes my readers have given this series of silly little strokers. Please tell me what you like or don't like about it so I'll know what to change next chapter. Dorothy Estevez stood in front of the full length mirror in her bathroom, a towel around her wet hair. She had the strangest feeling something was amiss. Rece...
It was our last night in the tropics, and once again it was hot and humid. The air was sticky. The heat didn't matter in our beautiful oceanfront suite though. The apartment-sized hotel room was perfectly air conditioned. I sat on the couch in my gray boxer-briefs, my already half-hard cock straining against the material in anticipation of what was about to...
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I'd made the commute from Stamford to Grand Central Terminal five days a week for three years. More than a thousand round trips. In that time warp of madness, I got to recognize my fellow travelers well. The old fellow in tweeds, summer and winter, who disappeared into the New York Times as soon as he sat down. The kid with a dripping nose who resembled a co...
In the basement of the Faculty Club at Benthamsthwaite College, Teddy pondered. If the alien had had a head (and fingers), he'd have scratched it. Lacking either he just puzzled over the data from the health center. Each entering freshman had (unbeknownst to them) an extra vial of blood drawn and sent to him, thus allowing the master genetic engineer to thor...
Suzanne O'Halloran drove slowly down the steep mountainside track leading down from the freeway towards the clear blue waters of Harpers Lake and the grey forbidding monolith of the Hargreaves Institute beyond. Pine trees brushed the fenders of her Cadillac Escalade SUV as she reluctantly steered towards a weeks therapy and rest at Dr Hargreaves state of th...