Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. I do not make money from these stories. Please do not copy and plagiarize my work. ****************** Miami, Florida Through the early morning, the sun had risen through the sky, bringing daylight before the city. The light was vi...
Chapter 3: Alice is initiated Sandra Wilson glanced at Kirsten first and then Alex. "Where's Alice with the coffees?" Goodwin craned his neck to peer out of the open door. "There's a queue at the machine. And the stuff is hardly drinkable. Can't we get another machine?" "I'm campaigning for it," Wilson said dryly. "I'm due to see Colin Turner at half eigh...
Part II: Flying High This story follows on directly from Undercover Sandra awoke to the low hum of aeroplane engines feeling completely disorientated. Where was she? And how the hell did she get here? She rubbed her eyes, swollen from enforced sleep and tried to swallow. Her throat was sore and her head ached. As her eyes came into focus, she saw two famil...
Please give me the support of your vote. * Love at first sight, dressed all in blue with a gold badge on his chest, Susan meets the man of her dreams. Thinking back while warming my hands with my hot coffee cup, needing to write this story for my sanity, I wrote this story as if it was all a bad dream instead of a perfect love affair. With it all happenin...
I hope this short romp makes you smile. There is no overt sex. Enjoy. Copyright 2020 -- All rights reserved _____________________________ Danger in a Red Dress How would a good girl dress, and where would a good girl go, if she wanted to find herself a bad boy? Marc had the answer to both questions when he looked towards the bar. There sat his wife. One...
The bust went down just as Roger expected. The vice unit rolled up on most of the gang before the word got out. They were processing the scene using the lab people, who had managed to avoid being tainted by Roger's investigation, so the evidence was solid. Mark had lied about the timing in order to keep the drug house raid a secret, even from Roger. Roger...
This is not a stroke piece. I had planned a modest grind or two but in the end deleted the sex because I felt it detracted from the story. There is love. My story ideas tend to flow from a single memorable incident and then I expand that incident or encounter into a story---a fictional story. I sat down next to an icy blond whose name I don't recall, if I e...
Steve Marshall rolled into Wodonga and met with his contact; the manager of the Best Western Motel. The manager had spotted Michele's blue Ford and checked the guest register and discovered that the driver of the Ford, a 'Ms Mary Smith', was currently occupying room 113. The night clerk had described the woman to the manager; and then the manager had contact...
The rain fell in sheets, soaking everyone down to the bone. People ran for cover as the dark gray clouds scuttled overhead, dropping little water bombs everywhere. It was not the best day to be outside. She ran from the little shop where she had tried to wait out the rain. A pressing appointment would no longer keep. Maybe she could have missed it, but she...
Spies are cool. They run around in their expensive cars and tuxedos, stealing Top Secret files, and diffusing bombs. Bad guys are brought down with stylish karate and Kung fu, and they always remain undercover, even after such a cacophony of events. False. Lora knew all too well that the Hollywood depiction of a spy was unrealistic. Even the title "spy"...