*********** This is the first part of a three-part thing. I was looking through some of the left-over things that I'd written for laughs and had one of those "oh yeah" moments. This should really go into the Celebrities category, but it will be blended with something I wrote a long time ago which has nothing to do with the setting in this one, so overall,...
Emilia burned for her husband to notice her again. It wasn't that they stopped having sex, but over a twenty-year marriage, Jim's insatiable need for her dwindled to perfunctory clockwork humps that usually ended with him using her vibrator on Emilia to come long after he did. And when they were done, he'd almost immediately launch into a talk about his day,...
I would like to thank Francois101 for the editing. It is a tremendous help. For newcomers, this is the 6th installment of what I'm calling the Criminal Affair Series, which started with the ten-part Criminal Affair. Order of stories for continuity is as follows. Criminal Affair (ten-part series) The Sorority The Irishman at the End of the Bar A Sho...
Ethan hurriedly rang the doorbell and, shivering from the chill autumn air, shoved his hand quickly back into his coat pocket. He took a moment to survey the neighborhood, studying the cul-de-sac and the comfortable-looking homes that filled it. This is a nice part of town, he thought, lifting his watch. It had just hit six-thirty when the doorbell rang and...
Chapter 1: Saturday Morning, 8:54AM She felt something move by her foot. Tiff looked towards the end of the bed and spotted a person-sized bulge creeping towards her under the covers. She resisted giggling, her eyes darting up at her other lover lying in front of her. He wouldn't! Tiff felt a kiss along the instep of her left foot, then another one alo...
A novel by Christopher Scott Wagoner - "Damn you," Steve said, squinting his eyes to slits "you don't belong here. I'm going to to get rid of you, no matter how much it hurts." His fingers closed on the strand of wet, slippery gray hair. He yanked his arm downward but the pale invader's coat of moisture proved too much for his grip. Cursing, he tried seve...
In loving memory of Grace. Gone too soon, but not forgotten. ~~~~~~~ "That's terrible." "Yeah." Claire nodded, taking a sip of her whisky. She'd already downed three more before that, trying to forget that she was single again. Had been for the last week or so, when she'd packed her stuff and left, no clue where to find a place to stay at two in the night...
The Good, The Bad, and the Horny ----- Awake ----- She floated to consciousness, and gradually took in her surroundings. It was dim, yet had the feeling of a large space. From a distance, she thought she heard the flutter of wings. She remembered falling. And then, nothing. Nothing before, nothing after. Nothing. Until now. In this place. The thought f...
Chapter 1: Just a Matter of Public Policy "Hey Jack, you see we got the fiery dyke back again for another week," I heard the voice behind me and knew without looking it was the sweaty guy from the local paper with the big gut and the comb over. I could just sense the way he was sprawled out in the press room, his sweaty arms hung over the chairs on either s...
Thank you all for everything you've said about my stories, I really appreciate it. Here's another one that I hope you all enjoy. It is a fictional story, as are all of my tales so; be sure to remember that anything CAN and usually DOES happen in a fictional tale. Oh, and don't forget to vote; and remember that, as always, I pray that you all find peace and G...