The new diner was an old Rout-Master, its sign: Savor the Meal: Where Time Holds Still “Mike, I haven’t seen this dinner before. Catchy name, what do ya think,” said Jamie. “It’s got to be dedicated to that TV show. The windows look like call boxes. Let’s have a seat and I’ll buy us coke floats,” Mike replied. The waiter, wearing an apricot scarf and a leisure suit, handed a menu to each of them. “You’re two fine looking...

“How has it been going, son?” his father said. ‘Rather well, dad. You and mom were right. Getting away from home has helped. I’m more relaxed and I’ve made some new friends, real friends. Not those who like me for who or what I am,” he replied. “Being the son of a college professor and detective isn’t so bad, is it,” his mother chimed in. He laughed. “Calling yourself a college professor and dad a detective is stretching...

Meredith Daulton was running around her house yelling. They’d been given the evacuation order a few minutes ago. The Ranch wildfire was coming and they had twenty minutes to get out. Paul Caruso was packing both the car with computers, legal papers, and some clothes. “My jewelry, “Meredith screamed as she threw a bag at him. “I need that, it’s valuable.” “Is it insured?” “Of course it is...” “Then you don’t need it. I sai...

The intro music finished followed by a ladies sultry voice filling the radios, i-phones, and other devices tuned into her popular podcast. “Greetings and salutations to all my veiled listeners and dreamers. Tonight's show is like my others. The letters I’ll read I’ve changed all names, just in case real ones were used. I’ve changed the location and if needed spiced it up a little. I’ll remind you that sex should always be...

Hanna took Jerry to the Black Flamingo for dinner and dancing. The meal was so good Jerry didn’t know it was vegetarian. “Jerry, would you like a suggestion about our rules?” ‘In what way?” “Julie and I aren’t the military. Our rules, those that you helped make, can be asked about. They can be changed, improved. All three of us want you to succeed. Please, don’t view the lack of success as a failure or a loss of mine or J...

For the fourth time, Jake Kruthers watched the DVD of Lt. Jerry Ranthom winning his second straight Foreign Legion Savate championship. It had been two weeks since the incident at the club. There were several reports on his desk-notes in the margins, highlights, dog-eared corners and an empty pizza box. One on one I don’t stand a chance. He’s a trained killer, I’m not. How to even the odds? Hanna and Julie have potential....

The Cuckold’s Comeuppance: The Secret Revenge of Walter Mitty     The soon to be ex Mrs. Miller was at lunch with her lawyer. “Bob, what the hell is taking that god damned judge so long?” “Relax Carol. You know this is the divorce and criminal trial of the century. The judge did say she’d have a decision today. It’s not even noon.” “Listen, mother-fucker, you said my name wouldn’t be dragged through the mud.” “I’m a lawye...

This vixen had such fun, I knew not, what I’d done. The loving that night was rigorous, as we laughed at your ignorance.   A fortnight thereafter, I had no reason for laughter. My episodic weekend of euphoria, now replaced by mourning nausea.   Treated to lunch, through sorrowful tears I begged, your nature I’d never truly pegged. My lecherous lips, forgiven, graced by your tongue, as you said, “Our song isn’t yet unsung....

At breakfast the next morning, Julie asked me, “Would you go to Club Erotes with us tonight? I know it’s your group gaming night but I’ve reserved a room for Hanna to give you a training session. You’ll have a chance to see how she acts as a Dom and compare her to me.”“I’d love that,” I said, “and I look forward to meeting your friends. What time?”“Really? Thank you, love.” Julie gave me several romantic kisses.“You want...

“Before we start the training session, when you’re a sub, your name will be Trainee,” said Julie. “Judge Jerry will be your Dom name. Do you have any questions before we begin?” “Yes,” I said quickly. “I’ve been reading some BDSM online and even bought a book about it and —” Julie and Hanna shook their heads. “Jerry, that’s why we’re here, to answer questions, not to explain things away,” said Hanna. Julie held my head in...

How Far Would I go For Love-3   It had been a month since that night. My co-workers, at BNP Paribas NA, a French Commercial Bank operating in NYC, were giving me some faux grief about moving in with Julie and Hanna. They didn’t understand the situation. Can’t say that I really did either, it seemed a caricature of a single guy’s dream, rooming with two attractive ladies and having sex with both. That was the hardest part....

Meredith Daulton was working on her next book, by the pool. Charles approached with her brunch. “Good morning Ms. Daulton. Brunch is served. Your 10:45 is enjoying a brunch. His name and vitals are on the summary card. I’ll bring him out.” Meredith put her tablet down to review the information. Paul J. Caruso, 28, Masters of Science in Italian History, a social studies teacher, and a savate professor. Two sisters, parents...

  I laughed when you said I was café au lait. I’ll make sure you... stay up... late, You make my kitty cat purr, my Italian Monsieur. My brothers to you bragged about size and girth The smile on your face, one of mirth you talked about skill and having only a hammer all they could do was stammer. I fondle your gift, an Italian horn dreaming of another, both my lips to adorn. Nestled between my breasts, your creamy deposit...

Chapter 2   JERRY-   “Just by talking with us about it, you’ll make us happy," Julie said as she walked over to me and took my hands in hers. “Tell us about the first time you saw the bruises on Hanna. I remember very well the look on your face. Please tell us not only what you saw but what you felt and thought. Look at us as you do. Can you do that?” “Yes.” I looked at both of them and began. "It was about six weeks befo...

She’s a guardian angelwho freed my conscience.What cursed threadbound you to my life?We meet at the bistro,to witness dawn’s light.My mind feels our hands caressover coffee shared.We stroll along the canalgreeting friends and ghosts alike.My hands at my sideour shadows' arms entwine.Your smile’s a baited trapyour laugh like a prison.We discuss our life and the future.Why never our future life?Did you care of the choice yo...