Other than the fact that an American General was kidnapped in Italy, this is a work of fiction. For those of you who may remember the incident or have read about it, please don't tell me the story is anachronistic, or that General Officers don't really act this way, or cell phones didn't exist when it occurred. Just read it for what it is and enjoy it ... or...
As usual, I want to thank Randi and George for being kind enough to edit this for me and Randi for motivating me to write it at all. Warning, no explicit sex scenes ahead. ~~ I switched off the news. I'd seen enough; it was time to go. I might have waited too long. The thing was, I loved the life I was leading and I didn't want to leave everything behind....
1. It all began with a Youtube search. Well, that wasn't strictly true. It all began when she got herself born to a Scotch-Irish mother and a Danish father. She wasn't complaining—well not really; they'd given her all kinds of great stuff, a head for numbers, a taste for chamber music, a kick-ass metabolism, (she could eat anything without gaining a pound,...
The one emotion that presided in Unit P-72X's computer mind as her cylindrical canister fell down through the air was disappointment. She honestly wasn't sure who it was for, though. She wasn't sure if she should be disappointed with herself for not living up to standards, or for her owner for not willing to deal with a sex toy that had gained emotions, thou...
Meeting someone is like walking into the middle of a story; one where there's no beginning that defines who the characters are. If you're sincerely interested, you have to stick around and read between the lines, as well as spend a lot of time listening. Only then will you begin to understand what drives people to be who they are. This story is like that. Y...
My warmest thanks go to my two friends who always seem to find the holes in the storyline and whose advice is always listened to, thank you so much. As always my deepest thanks have to go to SouthPacific for his editing skills, this story reads allot better with him keeping me honest, many thanks my friend. ***** The book wasn't engrossing, but at least it...
Author's Note: This is an attempt at a longer-format story. It could have been posted in many categories and it takes a while to warm up. If you're looking for quick-and-dirty, you'd best look elsewhere. As always, constructive criticism is welcomed. * * * * * "Why are those men all looking at me?" Amber wondered as she emerged from the surf. She was feeli...
Authors Note: Due to the timing of the completion of this series, this chapter has not, as yet, been through the careful hands of my wonderful proof-reader and friend AisieLynn. I will endeavour to replace it as she has time to work on it for me. I hope you will forgive my eagerness to bring you the conclusion to this long running series and bear with the fe...
So, in the last chapter we finally arrived at Brent's big fuck up. If you haven't read the previous 10 chapters, you probably should, or you will have no idea what is going on. I haven't as yet gotten a lot of feedback since Chapter 8, so there's not much to say here. Sorry for the delays in getting this out, but as I've said before, life has been busy. I'm...
[Author's Note: This is the final part of "Down to Earth", folks. Thanks for your support, and on with the show!] * The next few days developed a rhythm of their own, as the denizens of the apartment found their way into a routine that worked out for them. The day would begin with Granny coming back in the morning, right around sunrise. Telly would be get...