I sat leaning forward, with my elbows resting on the rough top of the light wood table. For obvious reasons, as always, I decided to sit close to the huge window, on which there was a bold sign announcing the name of the place. The white stem was bent into a characteristic arc, which was certainly intended to refer in its style to the declaration of the windows of premises I had previously known from classic cinema produc...

Michael Powell was a very keen sportsman, football and golf in the winter with cricket and golf in the summer. Which meant there wasn’t much time at weekends for girlfriends. Generally, they didn’t last very long, but that didn’t seem to worry Mickey. He was having a good time at work, lots of dates with the young ladies from the other offices. Including taking advantage of, a grief-stricken T. Rex fan, following the sudd...

Love... Love is a game that both can play and win. But we always have to remember that games are deadly serious and you do not play them to enjoy them. There's a saying, 'Not knowing what you want is one thing but not knowing what you want and getting a person's feelings involved is another thing..... No need to play games.' But sometimes, the game of love can bring changes that make you feel complete. Love is but the dis...

Geno was up before the sun. With a little over a week until the triathlon, he needed to get in some training. He was never going to compete with the twenty-somethings, but in his age class, he was highly ranked. Geno knew that his running and cycling legs were solid; it was his swimming that let him down. The day was going to be stinking hot, so Geno had decided the previous evening to get up early and take a quick jog do...

Lily desperately needed cock this evening. The craving took a hold of her suddenly, and she decided to stop sulking and mourning and head out on the prowl. Go and get fucked, Lily Larkin! Her sister Irma was concerned about her being alone tonight, but Lily had a plan. At a nightclub she hadn’t been to in years, she found her prey—two lovely young men in white dress shirts swaggering about the club. No doubt they were her...

CHAPTER 1   “OK, you sure we have everything?” “As sure as I was fifteen minutes ago.” “Except that this time, you have your passport.” “I do, and again, thank you.” “Right, then let’s head off.” “Allons-y.”  They start the car and head off for their long-anticipated holiday. With the sunlight shining in their eyes, the sound of Oasis blaring out the stereo and the wind passing through their hair, it seems like a perfect...

= = = Chapter 15 continued = = =   This is still me, Lorrie. So there we were, Tina and I trying to position this car along the ditch. Look, I'm not so good at backing up, ok? I rolled the stupid Pontiac down into the ditch. I mean, who even has a Pontiac anymore? We had this system where some of us moved cars, some drained the fluids, and some guarded us all. But, as Michael has told us during combat training, all plans...

  I sat at the bar and waited for Katja to pour my usual Black Russian. After presenting the drink, she produced a business card and laid it on the bar. I raised my eyebrows at the attractive young lady. "Came in here earlier, looking for you." My brisk nod of acknowledgement encouraged her. "Told him you usually arrive around midnight… if you come," she said, shrugging her shoulders. I glanced around the bar but failed t...