Rainer sass seit zwei Stunden in seinem Stammlokal in einer stillen Ecke vor einem allmählich schal werdenden Bier und stierte wütend vor sich hin. Seine Eier taten ihm weh, und das nicht zu knapp. Nicht nur, das sie konstant schmerzten, alle paar Augenblicke spürte er noch dazu einen Stich wie von einer Nadel. Das verdankte er Jennifer, seiner … nun Freundi...
Miss Potter sat in the reception area of a posh law office, perched on the edge of a leather wingback chair with her legs crossed, one foot swinging in anticipation of her appointment. She did not know exactly why she was here; she only knew that her Sir had requested that she arrive at this address at exactly two o'clock. He had also dressed her for this ap...
Another sequel I'm afraid. This is from Huedogg's Second Chances. I imagined a different revenge. It was supposed to be a simple revenge tale. How stupid of me! The story goes where it takes me. Let me take a moment to thank Huedogg and everyone else who is brave enough to allow someone else to play in their sandbox. My writing is easy enough to do. It's me...
This is a work of fiction, written for enjoyment and amusement; hopefully yours as well as mine. Comment and constructive criticism welcome. * * * * * Mike woke from a dream, an exciting dream where he was actually sharing the bed of Louise McLean, then felt the animal heat of her body beside him in the bed. He lay back , happy, content in his realisation...
This is a follow-up to "Tutor," published in the mature section 7/31/18. It helps to read that one first. ***** 'We need to keep our distance, to decompress,' Alex told him on the night he graduated high school. Craig isn't blind to why she ended things. In fact, he agrees that they wouldn't have much of a future long term, not with the twenty-plus dispari...
Well, you may have noticed that this chapter has been a long while in the making! I got a bit of writer's block. I guess that's what happens when you start a story and don't have a clue how it's going to end. Anyway, I finally got round to finishing it. It might not be the best ending, but it is, at least, an ending. No doubt, original followers of this stor...
That damn email had sat in his inbox all day. The email was already in his inbox when Bill logged-on to start his day. It was the first message to post that day, marked as arriving at 6:23am. The message was from someone named Braddock at company called ViCE dot com. Who ever this Braddock guy was, he must have been some kind of early bird. This was the t...
Daniela und die Dogfart-Boys Blonde Steuerberaterin übernimmt ein Neumandat Daniela schaute ungeduldig auf die Uhr: Gleich 20.00 Uhr. Eine halbe Stunde wartete die junge Steuerberaterin jetzt schon auf ihren Angestellten. Den sollte ich feuern, das hätte ich schon längst machen sollen., dachte sie. Nur weil er ihr dieses angeblich so gute Neumandat bringen w...
Wednesday morning was a regular event for Victor as he drove up to the office. He arrived to find Carmine waiting by the door. Just as yesterday, she wore a grey high school sweatshirt, jeans, and glasses. Her hair was up in a pony tail, and she wore no makeup. "Oh hey." Carmine blushed. "I got an extra coffee...Maybe do you...?" "Sure..." Victor said slow...
This little tale continues the 'Birthday Girl' trilogy, but this one concentrates on Dafydd and Louise. Louise and Dafydd stood on the hotel porch together, watching as Mike and Lisa rode away. Dafydd sighed as the young couple disappeared from sight. "What is it, Dafydd?" said Louise. "Are you concerned for Lisa? She'll be safe with Mike." Dafydd made a...