This story is part of the 'An Avenger's...' series and takes place post-Civil War and prior to Avenger's Infinity War. ... Striding purposefully along the busy sidewalk Sharon Carter dodged between indifferent strangers, determined to reach her destination. The former CIA agent felt vulnerable in a crowd, no backup or sidearm to defend her. Then again an...
I answered an ad (first time) from a 'Couple Seeking a Male' out of the LA Weekly. Richard was Caucasian, about 40, an attorney, living in Bel Air. Susan (his wife) was 30, Asian / Korean, 5'3", about 110, beautiful. They were very discreet. They had me send in a couple of photos before we arranged a meeting. When they called, they explained to me that they...
The food arrived. We both ate like we hadn't had a meal in weeks. Within ten minutes we had cleaned our plates. We stacked the dishes and pushed them aside. "We have to make some plans," Shug said. "Why?" I wanted to know. "What kind of plans?" "I've got to get to St. Louis, Caroline. You've got to go home to your son." "I don't want to make plans," I sa...
The sadness in her eyes glistened like wet tears waiting to fall. Even in the shadows of the room I could see the look clouding her face. Her lips, capable of the tenderest of smiles and such affectionate laughter, were turned down at their soft corners. A quiet discourse had seeped into her with the early morning, as bleak and clouded as the sky outside. I...
The first thing that Mark noticed when he opened the door was the scent of his wife's perfume, his favorite scent in the world wafted in the air. The lights were dimmed. Actually the lights were off the flickering glow in the house was the result of dozens of candles lit around the room and seemingly through the house. Something drew his eyes down to the flo...
The weak light of dawn streamed in from a small opening in the thatched roof and danced golden streaks across the soft, dried grasses that padded the floor of a small beach side hut. The warm rays danced their heated caress over the sailor's spent body. The man emitted muffled cries and tossed upon the floor, the sound and movement rousing him from sleep. T...
Too much beer, or coffee, or what the hell; and here he was desperately trying to find a wide enough shoulder on the rain drenched road to park the beast and make for a hasty retreat into the brush to relieve his bloated bladder. He cursed the car, the road, and everything else he could think of as he squinted into the downpour, aching for the warm relief of...
She lingered a little, tasting the iron that now flawed the air, inhaling with a twisted sense of pleasure. She lingered a little before reaching over and taking the already bloodied dagger which still gleamed sharply in the lamplight. Whimpering that intermittently came from the cellar made its way to her ears yet it never made her shudder, not anymore. No...
Last night, she was thin and looked young. Small breasts with tall, hard nipples barely hid under a loose halter top. An irregular bob cut of straight, reddish hair topped a face of freckles and narrow, thin-rimmed glasses. She had tomboy hips and the hip-bones pressed out against her taught skin. We were under the bleachers at some sporting event, probably...
She sat alone in her house, analyzing the previous nights events. She had completely given herself over to a total stranger, given him her body and blood. After he had left her, naked and bleeding on the floor, she noticed that, in the violence of their union, he had bitten the gold chain around her neck in half. She had actually allowed him injure her, to b...