HALF A MOTEL ROOM IS BETTER THAN NONE   I stood there in the marble-tiled lobby of the upscale motel chain and looked at the blank face of the apologetic clerk telling me I had to share my reward bonus motel room with some stranger with the same last name. It would not have been so dire a circumstance except for the fact that the Murphy in question was called Peter and I was a lifelong Mary. I wanted to shout out that...

Caleb dunked his butt in the mountain spring coolness of the fast running stream and smiled as he pondered the infinite delight of the widow lady Eliza humping her way silently to an explosion of female juices and whispered naughty words that helped him to drain a little bit faster. She was really a contradiction of impressions because he had figured her bible-carrying ways and demure style of dress implied she was just a...

The sexually repressed Angelica was alone in bed that mid-week morning. The maid Maria had left her arms with a soul-searching kiss and a promise to use her tongue later that night in a way that she had never experienced before. The excitement of that possibility caused her ride the soft pillow the maid had decorated with her lipstick and her drool from her panting mouth. She had ridden a pillow at home and allowed her si...

The tiny church was packed to the rafters with folks wanting others to see them sitting there, bored and wishing they were somewhere else, but willing to suffer for a reputation of being well-behaved “God-fearing” citizens of a valley with no name. Of course, I was sitting there in the second pew with my “hard to miss” retinue of relations. There was Ma and Pa and Granny Moses dressed in their Sunday best and all my broth...

CHAPTER 3 The arrival of his twin nieces was like the detonation of a small tactical nuclear bomb. You knew it was coming because of the frantic beeping on the radar screen and you knew how dangerous it was, but there was really no escaping the inevitable outcome no matter what measures you took to evade the situation. So Don Luigi did the same as all the others and simply put his head down between his legs and kissed his...

Caleb Winters sat easy in the saddle with his legs out of the stirrups and his spurs removed just to get them out of the way for the remainder of the journey. He seldom used the things except in emergency situations like getting out of the way of some marauding hostiles off the reservation making a general nuisance of themselves in the sparsely populated areas. His back trail was littered with bodies, but his conscience w...

Young cheerleader Candy was certain her mom was sneaking the booze when she saw her all dolled up in her old cheerleader costume for the Halloween dance. In the young girl’s mind, her mom was “over the hill” and the sight of her chubby cheeks peeking out from the undersized panties made her giggle with embarrassment and a little bit of fear that her male followers would find her mom ridiculous prancing around like some bi...

Buzz…buzz Don Luigi opened one eye, lazily trying to spot the nasty mosquito looking to drain his blood with a vengeance. He cursed the fact that the little critters never seemed to focus on his wife’s plump rump rising like the leaning tower of Pisa. It was an expanse of naked skin that seemed to stretch forever and he had lost all interest in it many years ago. No, the bloodthirsty little devils only wanted his precious...

Don Luigi sat uncomfortably on the unpainted weather-beaten restaurant chair intended for the sheep-like tourists that crowded the seaside during the high season for travel. His domain was well-situated on the leeward side of a deep and protected bay that boasted a long stretch of fine white sand seldom seen in those parts. He stretched his arms and lifted his impressive haunches from the far-too-small chair taken from th...

Let me say right up front that Gunther was definitely not a young man.I knew he had been around the Santa operation at the North Pole long before I arrived with my bright ideas for cost reduction. I was called in to promote increased toy production by the easily distracted Elves. Those little imps preferred being silly rather than busy little workers focused on their quotas like dedicated employees. As a small-sized human...

Ever since she had been a little girl, Hyacinth Smythe-Jones had wanted to be a nurse. She had originally wanted to be strictly a hospital nurse, but she realized her talents were better suited to private duty because she was a perfectionist at heart and wanted her charges to receive the best of care.Her most recent assignment was a good example of her unusual lifestyle.She was the nightshift nurse for a billionaire retir...

Alice looked in the shop window soaking in the alluring fashion trends that made her want to check her bank balance and see what she could afford before the end of the month.It was not only the end of the month, but also the end of the calendar year and a time for her to look for a new job. The past year had been a real disaster what with the auto accident and the medical bills that seemed to generate a life of their own...

The union of Elf workers Local 6969 has signed a new five year contract with the Claus Industries with the option to extend the terms for a second five year period commencing immediately at conclusion of the first segment. Estimated production increases to be at least five percent per year under current trends.The female Elf workers guild has issued a new pamphlet titled “Sexual Conduct Guidelines for Fair Treatment of Fe...

 This Monday morning was a special day.Patricia Clark was dressed in her second best business office outfit and was off to the center of town for her first day on the job at a large corporate location not far from the United Nations building.The cosmetically perfect nineteen year old was excessively nervous and shaking inside from the fear and self-doubt of starting a new job in a strange place with no familiar faces arou...

All of us folks up in Coon’s Hollow had heard tell of the tall tales about Misty McCoy’s long gone grandmother. The oldster struck most of us mountain dwellers as a bit mite peculiar with regard to her actual biological age and her appearance at different stages of her life.I had not personally witnessed granny McCoy’s strange outward look of a teenaged female right up into her mid-forties and then the way she seemed to a...