I'd grown up on commercial fishing boats. I'd had my leg cut off, gotten shot and damned near killed. After a turn-around that let me salvage a big factory ship things started looking up.
Sheila Corday, the Boss Lady, who inherited her Father's company and ran it now, was just in the process of getting rid of her no account husband, Gerald, who turned out to be a gold digger and unfaithful to boot. Sheila's lawyer, Matt, invoked their prenup, which her Daddy had insisted on. Gerald stormed into the office in a rage to beat some sense into Sheila only to be confronted by Charlie, the production manager. Charlie took care of Gerald and a romance was born.
Vic buys an old rebuilt monastery up in the California mountains that nobody seems to want. What secrets remain hidden in the old stone building? What has been driving people away? Reposted to add texture
A Story in the Stinky Boot Hills Universe
A bachelor mathematician with a taste for erotic fantasy inadvertently calls fairies to his garden, and is rewarded. Mild caution in effect.
I was once challenged to write a story in 300 words exactly (not quite as easy as it sounds), this is the result. I guess it's a flash story, but if it's not, someone will tell me. This story refers to rape, but the rape is 'off screen'.
Some people do bad things, some people do very bad things. Then there's our hero, he does very bad things for a living. Here are the tales from this end of life, and death.
A Kara Radcliffe Story [3rd of the 'Kara' series] Although eighteen year-old Kara liked showing-off and being watched, she wasn't just a tease. She had already surrendered her viginity in a less than satisfying way. Perhaps the neighbor boy could do better.