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An English Holiday

An English Holiday Peter Griffith “Okay then, Peter, I’m looking forward to this … 6:00 PM at the Darcy; I’ll be at the bar. You take care of yourself,” and saying that I hung up the phone. I knew this was trouble even before I dropped the receiver back into its cradle. There were two things in my life which I was pretty certain of. One, like the George Thorogood song ‘Bad to...Read On

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A Gambler’s Requiem, Part II

Prologue: This is a continuation of ‘A Gambler’s Requiem’ and does not stand alone. You will have to read the earlier chapters for this to make sense. And again, those of you looking for a quick fix this one is not for you. This is a slow moving story as the characters continue to develop. A Gambler’s Requiem, Part II His eyes fluttered open as the hazy, streaks of pre-dawn...Read On

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A Gambler’s Requiem

Prologue: This is a longer story which take time in developing so for those looking for a ‘quickie’ this isn’t for you and it would serve you well to move on to something else. The story builds slowly but does pick up as the characters interact and the plot unfolds. A Gambler’s Requiem, Part I “Love one another, but make not a bond of love Let it rather be a moving sea between the...Read On

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The River's Crossing

The River’s Crossing Prologue: “I live not in dreams but in contemplation of a reality that is perhaps the future.” Rainer Maria Rilke, Poet Wyoming, 1820 What I remember most about my grandpa was that he was a big man; big and gruff. Wesley Clay Ashburn stood well over six feet with a face like hawk and skin creased like aged leather and bronzed to a dark brown by the...Read On

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The Journey

Prologue: A mish-mash of stuff … real and imaginary! It is never just about sex – we are complex creatures capable of compassion, love, hate, anger, desire and whatever else it is we feel. But it is in the degrees of the desires which course through us that have us indulging in the realms of gray, blurring lines and creating the awkwardness of our sensibilities. ...Read On

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From the Ashes of the Phoenix

Prologue: This story is based on events which were related to me by a friend over the period of 2 years … 20 hours of taped conversations which I have tried to condense into a story. It was important to her that I set up the historical perspective and the family dynamics before revealing the essence of their lives. So though it starts out slowly, it does pick up as...Read On

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26 Stonybrook Lane

Prologue: This story takes time in developing so for those challenged by the constraints of time and the urgency of their prurient needs you’d be better off trying something else … this one’s not for you! 26 Stoneybrook Lane The News: It was the summer of 2007 and I had just moved to New York working as a Research Analyst for a large Brokerage firm...Read On

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The Satin Butterfly: Sirens in Amsterdam

Satin Butterfly V: Sirens in Amsterdam Prolog: Reading Satin Butterfly: Spiders and Moths and Satin Butterfly IV before reading this episode would provide a reference and a sense of continuity but I have tried to make this a standalone read. It was written especially for those ladies (you know who you are) who have sent me the many emails … thank you for the kind words and enjoy....Read On

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Satin Butterfly IV: The Prodigal

Prolog: It might make more sense to read Satin Butterfly: Spiders and Moths but this like the others can stand alone. Four years after Rita, my younger sister, had returned to Thailand with my mother I was offered an opportunity as a partner in a commercial Design firm but it meant relocating to Düsseldorf. So after wrapping up the establishment in Milan, I made the...Read On

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Satin Butterfly: Of Spiders and Moths

There was no mistaking the telltale sounds of sex wafting through the early December morning. About a year after we had begun our torrid affair my youngest sister, Rita, had joined me in Italy. She had graduated high school and under the pretext of touring Europe with some of her friends, she flew over to Mornago, where I was staying. Though it had been three years now, we still...Read On

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Satin Butterfly II

For those of you looking for a quickie with 10” cocks and wet, willing women this one’s not for you. This was based on true incidents which I tried to portray without embellishment. I have changed the names for the obvious reasons and it may make more sense if you were to read Satin Butterfly but this stands on its own. In the six years I had been away at...Read On

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Satin Butterfly

“I once chased a butterfly as it fluttered by me. I was seven and had never seen anything quite so beautiful then or since. Mesmerized by its hues of gold and blue I followed it through the thicket as it flitted from flower to flower until finally it came to rest on a large rock. It sat basking in the sunlight gently flexing its iridescent wings so beautiful that it transcended...Read On

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