Always Ali

On the train between London and Brighton, you’ve got time to watch one of the world’s biggest cities give way to country side, to dream about getting away for good one day, and to read your Sunday paper from cover to cover. But if you’re the adventurous type, you might… Read more“Always Ali”

Alison

I looked at her. I couldn’t believe her beauty. She was average height, had a pretty face, small, but firm and perky breasts (today I could see her plain white bra outlined against her white school shirt) and an arse to die for. It was by far her best feature—it… Read more“Alison”

Agent Stone

Mark Stone crept out of the jungle and towards the brightly lit garish compound ahead of him. Deep in Brazil was the lair of Scarlett Vix, a terrorist that was hiding from the international justice departments. Mark Stone worked for MI5 and as the closest agent, he was chosen when… Read more“Agent Stone”

After Two

When he vaguely became aware of being awake, he noticed how quiet it was in the bedroom. There were no noises coming from outside and the usual whirl of the fan was missing. He had left the fan in the studio after using it to speed the drying of his… Read more“After Two”

Cheaters

I picked a spot in the hotel bar, feeling a bit conspicuous. After all, I’m a bit more Harley than Hilton and have a few rough edges, not exactly a common sight in the financial district. I had just gotten my first bourbon on the rocks when she came strutting… Read more“Cheaters”