For those who are following the MAX / LIAR stories, this is the next chapter in the saga. If you are reading this without reading the other stories, you'll be able to follow along. Just remember that there are references to people, places, and relationships from the earlier stories. But that won't hinder you greatly. Hopefully you'll go back and read...
Kira "Get the fuck away from me," In most cases, my gaze alone would have been enough to scare most people away from me without a single word being necessary. But Jeff's supercilious grin reminded me of both his amusement at my attempts to be hard, and the fact that he wasn't most cases. "Kira, I need to talk to you," he smiled, shifting his grin to anoth...
Dez was happy with all the pussy and ass he was getting, but he missed a girl of his own. Deep down, he longed to have a woman by his side, an intelligent, but cool woman to make his wife, that he could share his life with. He had Trish, Angela and a lot of girls. But they didn't belong to him completely and they had an independent streak. He also did not wa...
Just to make this clear there is absolutely no sex among minors in this story!!!!! * Rich, who's the chick?" I gave my older brother the same look I had given him before we even left the house. Before I could tell him, once again, that he could have left me at home, he wrapped an arm around my shoulder and looked to the guy who'd asked the question. "Th...
Our first sexual experiences were with each other when we were both eighteen. Today that would be unusual but in those days censorship was strict, the Internet didn't exist and DVDs hadn't been invented. I owned a small and very rickety old Ford car and I'd park it around the corner from where she lived and we would climb into the back seat. The first time...
Author's Note: I am making fewer mistakes. Tim413413's life as an editor is getting easier. Of course, he may just be fixing the blatant errors without telling me. I prefer to think I am growing as a writer, so keep it to yourself Tim. And my thanks as always. ***** The Festival I was already tipsy. The rum was well disguised in a slurry of tropical juic...
Summer of '83 +++++ Yet another hot and sticky day, it wasn't quite as oppressive as it had been in recent weeks. It may have been over three weeks since our part of the world started baking in the current heat wave; but only two weeks since things had really heated up at my younger brother's downtown apartment. The past two weeks spent with the baby offere...
I The beautiful brunette prances back and forth along the desolate corridor of the abandoned warehouse, trying to ignore the loud smacking noise coming from a nearby room. Each time the smacking noise occurs, loud screams, cries and pleas fill the air and causes her to bite down on her bottom lip. Several times she approaches the door, reaches out to twist...
Chapter One - Paths - The wind gusted strongly through the small town. Fat flakes of snow fell, whipped into a frosty froth by the powerfully gusting wind, from slate gray skies gradually turning black at the unhurried approach of evening. I like snow, I always have. I could dimly remember cheerful childhood memories of running around through knee-deep...
1 The neon glare from St. Petersburg's Nevsky Prospect was the only light that shone in Sergei Arkedyvich's dim, spartan office. The gangster was seated in an armchair by the wide window, burning cigarette dangling from his meaty lips. He considered the liquid line over halfway down the vodka bottle before him, and regarded the paunchy man sitting across fr...