Clayton put his feet up on the old wooden desk he'd inherited when taking over the Detective Agency from his dad, Peter. It was old and weather beaten, with cigarette burns in certain spots. Clayton wouldn't have sold it for a million bucks, it meant everything to him. Six months after retiring from the agency, Clayton's old man had passed away from cancer....
The sign on Route 37 read, "Smooth Steve Shaw 2Nite!" as I turned into the parking lot. I was looking for a hot shower and clean sheets, so I barely noticed. I was beat, having driven ten straight hours from Georgia, and didn't want to push it, so I grabbed some Mickey D's, plopped on the bed, and watched the fourth quarter of some NCAA game. Darkness press...
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I walked a ways behind the lady, but out of step. I wanted her to hear my footsteps and turn. The lady stopped and turned. She was mad as hell and I had to be very careful. “It would appear that we have a problem with the same guy.” Sensing a clever pickup line, the lady snapped, “Now, just which guy is that?” I said, “The guy who is with my former girlfr...
When I was twenty I took a job in a govt. corporation as a messenger while awaiting exam results. Almost all the ladies in the human resources dept. out of which I worked soon became nice and friendly towards me; the young, the not so young, the middle aged and the few old heads. Of course, many of them were friendly for practical reasons - they could get me...
The man walked down the Reeperbahn, a wide boulevard deep in the waterfront district of Hamburg, Germany, famed for the St Pauli Girl Brewery. And, presumably, for St Pauli Girls. He walked past sex shops and video stores, with a smattering of trashy lingerie stores that fronted for very inexpensive hookers - usually of the immigrant variety - thrown in for...
I can hardly remember the drive home. I must have been operating on some kind of autopilot. My mind was in a daze, barely comprehending what had just happened. I showered and went to bed. In the morning everything seemed normal. Apart from the ache in my left nipple and nether regions. I could barely bring myself to look at my piercings in the mirror as I...
This isn't meant to sound vain or arrogant but I'm sexy and very pretty and look a bit like the singer Katy Perry. I've been popular with guys since my boobs first developed just after my 13th birthday. They are now 32c and I'm a natural size 10 with longish died black hair. I'm Bianca; 21 the youngest of three sisters, Tanya – 29, Stacey – 27 and me; the bl...
The story continues. Our little three-way thing lasted a little over a year. During the course of that time I eventually lightened up as our fling with Valerie developed into a true love affair. When I lightened up about letting Tom to make love to Valerie to completion, it was almost anti-climactic. I mean, it was a natural course of events; Tom did not hav...
Let me just say, with all enthusiasm I can gather in my body, that this is my last year of high school. In fact, it's the middle of the second semester, so I have another three months or so before I'm officially free. I have matured over the last four years. Now I'm serious, I really have. In my freshman year, I first began wearing make-up and was eyeing al...