A Caddymaster Story The twenty first story in the Caddymaster saga. Ray brings Jackie a wonderful opportunity to make a lot of money. with the help of his family, Jackie watches as his hopes all turn to troubles and worries.
It's 7:30 on a November night and it's pouring rain and I was supposed to start driving to L.A. two hours ago when I see the flashers up ahead. They're so weak I'm not even sure they're on, but then I see the car, which turns out to be a faded old pickup truck. And then I see the woman, standing there by the truck, waving her arms, soaking wet, looking like a drowned rat. What would you do … ?
"What we've got here is something like an old pirate movie. There's a nice, fat Spanish galleon and an escort cruiser there. If we tangle with the cruiser, she'll fight – or run – or both – and we'll have trouble on our hands. Somebody will get hurt, or worse. The galleon is a different story. She can't fight and she can't run. All she can do is heave to, let us have what we want, and hope we keep her for a prize and not scuttle her." Only this pair were women, not ships...
A drifter artist shed’s his inhibitions and drops the weight of the past. This isn’t your typical romance. It’s about growing into who you are meant to be. There are exhibitionists, voyeurs, lesbians, group sex, and lots of shared love. Expect steamy moments and naked truths. You will find love, vulnerability, and a whole lot of skin. Be bold, be free and dive in. Let the tides carry you.
This is a fantasy idea that I've been working on. A dead boxer's body is chosen to be used by an alien life force composed of pure white energy. Something goes wrong, and the boxer and the alien wind up dependant on each other.
Sara's twenty-one year old son speed-dials the wrong number. Sometimes you have secrets that your mother is better off not knowing. Especially when they involve her best friend.