They work at the same company. She's a bitch to him. He's a jerk to her. Unfortunately they had to go on a business trip together, to retain a major client for the company. Things aren't always what they look like. This is a humorous sex story with more plots than sex. / (Reviews)
If I had to pick one event or day in my life that has impacted me more than any other, the choice would be easy - the day my dad and I had sex together for the first time. Everyone asks me if this really happened. Well, it did and yes, we're still together occasionally - in every sense of the word. People always ask me what's my favorite diary entry. While this one may not be the best written, the most erotic, or even the hottest, it means more to me than anything else I've ever written.
Stories in the Frank's Post-Apoc World Universe
At the end of the first European expedition, Janice had vowed never to go make another trip. Bobbi wanted to return and the Trio prevails with new narrators, Andy and Charlie. The adventure continues. To understand all of this story, it's a good idea to read at least Book 8 but each storyline stands on its own. As always, it's about the people but the trips are interesting to ponder. There is a reasonable bit of romance but no explicit sex.
This all started when my pal RichardGerald abducted my dog and put him in a story. The ending was a bit harsh (e.g., a classic RG piece). So, folks asked me to talk to him about a sequel. RG felt that it ended where it should. Instead he proposed a follow-on like we did with The Empire Builder. So, this is the continuation written in my style. As for Buster. He appreciates your concern. He'd be here to thank you himself, but he's outside right now rolling in something disgusting. / (Reviews)
A Still Waters / Fair Winds Story You catch your wife with another man. Right before you can divorce her cheating ass, you go and win the fucking Lottery! Of all the rotten luck!
What does it mean to possess something? Does it truly belong to the person holding it? Are people even in control of their selves, their emotions? Just like beauty is in the eye of the beholder, possession is nine|tenths.
I couldn't help but wonder about some of the foreign exchange students I knew as I grew up. The girls, I mean. I was busy trying to get into their American friends' panties. I always wondered who was trying to get into theirs. So I wrote a little fantasy about that. It's probably a bit over the top. But after all, it was MY fantasy.