The bar looked like a typical American bar on a hot summer day. But it wasn't. It was on the raunchy Reeperbahn in Hamburg, Germany, and it was a live-sex-show bar. There was a padded red-rug-covered platform for live sex performances built up against the inside of the bar counter. It was a mere ten steps from the open door and could clearly be seen from th...
My name is Gunn... James Gunn. I am a spy. To be more accurate, my life's work is in intelligence, if you actually want to call what I do intelligent. I guess you could say I'm a spy, but it's not what you might think. My profession is actually pretty pedestrian. It's just a job, not unlike any other line of work. Sure there are more cloak and dagger jobs...
Mrs Henderson could hardly believe what she was doing. Here she was, standing in the staff room on her first day at St Jude's, wearing nothing but her glasses and a pair of heels. The feeling of the cool morning air on her exposed skin made her tingle all over; mostly through fear, but she felt as though there was an undercurrent of excitement there as well....
This story is based on chats between me and my friend K. *** I arrived at the airport a little early so instead of circling the concourse waiting for the flight to arrive I parked the car and walked to baggage claim. I was filled with nervous excitement; the day was finally here. I was finally going to meet K in person for the first time. We had been chat...
Mel Gibson and Oksana Grigorieva It hadn't been a good summer for Mel. His relationship with his girlfriend, Oksana Grigorieva, suddenly soured. Call it a coincidence but the relationship soured, when Mel refused to marry her. After putting up with her lying, he had seen enough of her to realize that she wasn't a good match for him. Then, the final straw, w...
Institute of Molecular Genetics, Moscow, Russia Nikolai Vavilov D.Sc., Nobel laureate for "Advancements in Genetic Editing" waited by the elevators. Down the hall, a glass paneled door led into the soundproofed conference room. The email which summoned him here specified he was to meet a prospective patron. An elevator dinged, and the head of the facility s...
I made my way to the airport, and as always, it was packed like crazy. Luckily I was able to immediately join the line when I got there. There were about half a dozen people in front of me, and after nearly an hour, that doubled, as most of the people were holding the spot for others in their family. I showed my passport and ticket itinerary to the beautiful...
Chapter 5 — THURSDAY — The Aftermath Jack Palmer emerged from the hotel into the bright sunlight and adjusted his sunglasses as he glanced around. To the casual observer, he was a hotel guest looking for his wife as she relaxed by the pool. But there was more to it than that. Jennifer Finney had phoned him early that morning, in a state of shock. The ne...
*Note to readers: This is the second story I've written which has nothing to do with my own life. The first was Live Free or Die. All of my other stories are based on personal experiences. I work as an aeronautical engineer on a Navy base in Virginia supporting the F-18 Super Hornet. As such, I've had the opportunity to meet many fighter pilots. Most a...
WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the singers, record labels, musicians, places, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in...