Story edited by Spyro. I would like to thank the editor for doing a great job with the editing of my story. I have made some minor changes after the edit. If there are any errors in the grammar, it is my doing. I hope you enjoy the story and I am open to any comments. Enjoy. **************************** Chapter 1 Radio FM: "It's the first Saturday of Aug...
Part 1 The fog of one too many scotch and waters takes a few moments to shake even when the phone is demanding attention. It took three tries before my hand grabbed the infernal beast and jabbed at the answer button. "What!" "That's no way to say good morning to your favorite brother-in-law." "You are my only brother-in-law and I still haven't forgiven yo...
This story is entirely fictional and is in no way connected with the subject. This story contains adult material and is only suitable for people over the age of 18. If you are under 18 please stop reading now. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living, dead, or undead, is purely coincidental. All characters...
What follows is our joint submission for the "Fifty Ways to Leave Your Lover" challenge. Some of you who are older (ancient) may recognize that this submission was inspired by the classic Hollywood film "It Happened One Night." Which means that we changed the characters, swapped the sexes, seriously altered the plot, and wrote a whole new story, but we thoug...
-- Saturday -- This was it! The grand finale was hitting the home stretch! Time for a status update. It was make-or-break time, 'cause I was down a buncha scores. It was all-or-nothing, 'cause I had totally gotten outmaneuvered by Ortega. Despite everything that had happened, the task was still the same. I had to broker new contacts for LGZ. The goal was...
It's the same dream, as always. I come in the side door by the garage. The power's off, and the scene is lit by many candles. There are nine guys there plus Shelia, my wife. Everybody's naked and sweaty. She's on the pool table, and five of the guys are fucking her. One pounds into her, while she jacks off two, and she does oral sex with two more. Despite th...
*Author's note: As with the story I wrote called Revenge, this contains one violent episode, but the intent is not to be graphic. It's to show that the police can't be in all places at all times with the obvious implication that an honest, caring citizen with a gun can and often does save lives. That fact is very underreported and, imho, that's due to an obv...
High tide: The moment between the flood tide and the ebb tide This tale is an espionage fantasy under assault by reality The 'hero' of this tale might be considered a Libertarian, though the label means nothing to him. He is not completely sane by some people's definition of the term The principal characters in this story are listed at the end of the chap...
Golden sunlight poured into a golden room through pink tinted glass, casting a bright glow over crimson curtains and ruby colored sheets. A crisp, gentle morning breeze blew in from the spacious balcony, stirring the aromatic presence of roses and lavender, and bringing with it the fresh smell of oak and pine . . . but along with the vigorous scent of nature...
Part One Trust me when I tell you I don't normally check the wedding announcements. I hate weddings. Ever since I was a page boy at my aunt's wedding, when my mother made me wear a pale blue tuxedo. I was six, for God's sake. She said I looked so cute. Aunts and Uncles oohed and aahed at me as I walked down the aisle with the rings on a little satin pillow...