I stood in front of the fireplace, warming my hands. Jeff would be home late, after a meeting at the Senate Office Building. I was used to the late hours he'd always kept, ever since he decided so long ago to go into politics. I contemplated the last twenty-five years, and decided that I was content, comfortable, even as I missed the fun and excitement of my...
Og's Blog Pt 07 Og becomes a civil servant. Part 03 Training Courses Author's Note: Because of the Official Secrets Act, this has to be regarded as a fictionalised account and names will be omitted or changed. Any names given will not be the names of real people. Please note that Parts 01 and 02 of Og's blog are transcripts of posts made on the Authors' H...
Author's Note: Feedback to help me grow is always welcome, and you can chuck me some stars too if you feel so inclined. For the cherubs who still message me about Summing the Incubus, I've decided earlier in the year to finish the entire story before publishing any more of the chapters. This should mean that once I do start putting them up, you won't be wa...
Chapter 1 Farmer's wife Annie Blake took a call from a neighbour Liz Adams, who sounded somewhat rattled. "Hi Liz, what's the problem? You sound upset." "I need to ask a huge favour; I can't think of any other solid solution. Tom and I have just been advised that our niece is on her way here from Boston and will arrive in Auckland at daylight on Thursday...
Chapter 2. "Girlopolis." Angeles City, America, and "the Girlfriend Experience." Talent Spot. Opportunities and city life. Luke, Tyson, and Blen's first Blow-job. Mr Hirohito. The story of how Angeles City became a world-renowned hospitality destination is complicated, resulting from the juxtaposition of wealth and poverty - wealthy men and poor girls. Th...
This story is the first of several which will build on these characters and the situations introduced here. Each will stand on its' own and as such I decided not to make it a story in chapter form. ------------------------------------------ Tom Prentice walked into The Embers Restaurant and took a look around. It was not any different from his last visit,...
Non, Je n'ai rien oublie (No, I could never forget.) Back in 1972, I bought an album Aznavour sings Aznavour: Charles Aznavour is a French Singer/Songwriter and from this album in particular, Song #2 (as per my title) I find very "moody". The story below is my free-ranging adaptation of what may have been the story behind the song. With apologies to M. A...
The seventy one year old man set down his coffee cup and opened the garage door. He was greeted by the bright desert sun which filled the garage with light. A warm smile appeared on his face as he looked down on her. The object of his affection was a motorcycle, but she was no ordinary bike. She was a 1950 Vincent Black Shadow. The man had found her while...
The docks down at pier nine were almost abandoned and if it weren't for the courier ship being unloaded there would no signs of life here. The ship looked like one of those giant oil tankers that sit low in the water. It smelled of salt, seaweed and cantankerous old men that spend most of their time on land in dark musty bars. A hollow nasty air drifted ar...
The German Sub. By Miss Irene Clearmont Synopsis: Georg, a sailor on U143, is swept overboard and falls into the clutches of a woman who takes what she needs from her captive. An Adult historical tale of Female Domination. Chapters The Death Of U143. The Survival Of Georg. Night Games. Daytime Games. A Glass Of Cream Sherry. Time Passes....