[If you want to read a sex story, move on. All the sex in this story is in the last two lines. They are best if read after you read all the other lines. This is what some call a social story. Maybe it could be called a parable. For lawyers reading this, remember this is a fantasy and it takes place in rural America. Remember, John Grisham didn't write it.]...
Drew: The Setup I got into this thing kind of in the middle. But then I made it my own, so to speak. At first it was just a rumor being spread around the clubhouse. How the rumor started, I couldn't guess. Swear to God! Kinda. "Did you hear about the contest", I heard one asshole say to another asshole in the locker room. I had gotten out of the shower a...
This is more of a stroke story than anything terribly serious. In spite of the first person narrative, it is a work of fiction; it is not biographical. There are always snippets of truth and fact in any work of fiction. I've tried to give my characters thoughts and words which fit the time, the place and their situations. In my last summer of graduate schoo...
It was the first time JT had ever been in this area of Charming. The people here were the ones who wanted him and his club out, so he knew he wasn't a welcome sight riding through their streets. Gemma pointed out the driveway she wanted to stop at and JT looked at the name on the box. He saw it and looked at Gemma and tried to imagine if there was a connecti...
This story is the third in a series. While it is hoped that this story can enjoyably be read alone, reading the previous stories will provide context and background. This story is a work of fiction. Any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental and unintended. ***** Drew's mother was hospitalized again just before graduation, so...
Jeff Healey's song wouldn't be written for 12 more years. His hit described my life. My wife, Angela, and I hadn't been married long, when my uncle Will, whose nickname was Tex, came rolling into town. He was an oilman. Long sideburns, hair slicked back, tall, wide, heavily muscled, vise grips for hands, custom made boots, Stetson, bolo tie, he fit the part...
A primal scream echoed through the jungle. Dani D'Annunzio was weak in the knees. Even with everything she'd been put through over the previous twenty-four hours, this was too much. Her stomach was churning, and had it not been for the support of Gabriel Benitez Serrano, she might have collapsed there, in the dirt. Only now, as the yips and whines dissipate...
CHAPTER 1 Rainsford City Council's appointments panel selected Darcy le Green as the mayor's replacement chauffer from ten applicants. Unlike other applicants Darcy passed the driving test without losing marks, had no drug or alcohol convictions and was well groomed and looked trustworthy. The previous chauffer was found knocking on the door of the apartme...
Purely a work of fiction and the result of a very vivid and wishful imagination. Other chapters to follow. Enjoy a walk through a fantasy land. ***** Our new neighborhood. Who could have imagined? The Garden of Eden couldn't have been better than this. Ten years ago, my wife and I bought a home 30 miles away from where we had lived for the 20 years. We...
"Daddy please, you need to come home." Those were the first words out of my daughter's mouth when she Skyped me at my duty station in Afghanistan. "What's wrong baby?" "It's mom dad." Even with the poor video quality I could tell she was in tears. "What's wrong with mom?" "She's seeing another man." My heart stopped. My beautiful wife of 18 years had alw...