Many thanks to Techsan for his editing of this story. * I, known as The Jailbird, was a famous man in our small Scandinavian town. I was sure that people envied me because I had dared to do what many of them probably had only dreamed about. My real name is Wilmer Steen: Wilmer after some distant relative in Minnesota, which wasn't very funny when I was ki...
This unedited version of the story will be replaced when/if I get an edited version from some of the three editors who got it 73, 33 and 21 days ago. An old saying says, "Beautiful girls sleeps with naughty boys." What could I say? Could I agree? Yes I could because many people in our Scandinavian county capital regarded me, Lucas Larsson as a very na...
Many thanks to snowbear for editing this story. * My name is Thomas Dahl, an average Scandinavian guy, forty-eight years old and married to my pretty wife Alexandra for twenty-three years. Our two children have left the nest. Emma is twenty-one and began her studies to become a lawyer at Southern University. Elliot is twenty and is in the navy working for...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. I, Ralf Broman, never regretted that I did the right things in the right time during the crazy nineties when the Scandinavian economy was a real bubble and everything, or almost everything, was possible if you dared to do that. I took big loans, bought real estate and the banks never did care that my loans were...
Many thanks to Dennis for his editing of this story. * It began in a very unexpected way, I got a small folder about evening classes in my mailbox and found out that some further education in Spanish would be fine because the Spanish islands are very popular tourist spots for us in the Scandinavian countries. Decision followed by action and two weeks later...
Many thanks to techsan for editing this story. My name is Tommy Janson and I'm regarded as an average Scandinavian man. Earlier in this year in my early forties, I saw myself to be a man without any personal problems, living in a happy marriage when the events, which got me to write this story, began to happen. At least in my own opinion, I couldn't by any...
Many thanks to Techsan for editing this story. * I, Thomas Rydbeck, am a hated stranger in this small Scandinavian town where I have my job. Everybody in town knows what I did and for the time being a lot of people out there really hate me. The simple reason for their hate is that I seduced a very beautiful woman who was married to a popular local sports s...
Marie, "Mi" among her friends, and I are still regarded as a nice couple. Just after we had met, the local newspaper used to mention us as "Our own Ken and Barbie" which I never liked. The simple reason was that both of us were well-known and popular sport stars in our small town. I was the star in our successful soccer team and Mi, who was National Champion...
Many thanks to techsan for editing this story. * I think that I, Dennis Sandén, was a rather average young man in our small Scandinavian town where I had a pleasant life thanks to my three years in vocational school and in army service as anti-aircraft equipment technician. I had got a well-paid job at a company, which restored and installed machines to th...
Many thanks to Chilleywilley for editing this story The "Mole Mob" what spread fear in our small Scandinavian town was probably the best joke in those thousand years that this small town had existed. It began with an article in the local newspaper in which a man by name Rupert Albert Timmer demanded an immediate closing of the popular dance hall in town....