Nothing Personal 5The Secretary“GET ME A MARTINI,” his voice crackled on the intercom.I’ve been working for this fucker for a few months now. I was already starting to regret my decision. I knew I didn't have much secretarial qualifications...

Nothing Personal 4 It was our tenth night is a row going at it. I don’t think I’ve had this much sex for the past year. More than that I don’t think I’ve enjoyed it for as long as can...

Nothing Personal 3 Can she be much colder than his?!?! I've given this woman more than she deserves. She's nothing without me. She can at least show me some respect when I fuck her. Maybe act like she was enjoying...

Nothing Personal 2 He was a handsome man, smartly dressed, drinking a ginger ale or some sort of a white soda and he was looking at me from across the bar. I've never thought of having an affair outside of...

Stepping into a pile of shit was the last thing I needed. I knew I was coming to a farm but I didn’t expect that. I didn’t care. I had to see him. I had to look him in...

The bullet went right through his skull, entering his jaw, opening a hole on the back of his head, and coming out on the other side, splattering his brains all over the sidewalk. I warned him but he did...

“Oh fuuckkk…. This is a big dick!” She moaned.Of course she was lying but who was I to tell her otherwise. “It's not the size that matters it's how you use what little you got that tips the scale,”...

“So it is Sam Black now?” Eliot asked.“And you're now Chicago’s Chief Investigator?” I countered. I had known Eliot Ness for more than ten years, he was a good cop but a bad politician. He can never hide what was...

Being a dick is so overrated. Standing in the rain for hours, watching, waiting, stalking; those were few of the things we had to contend with. When I decided to go private I was content to leave all that...

I never thought I would be standing outside a place like that once again. I thought those days were behind me. I was at the corner of Huron and Orleans, right across the dinner of the same name. The...

It was raining cats and dogs. My coat was soaked wet. My fedora hat was dripping from both sides and I was standing at the corner of the street waiting for her to leave the club. The Flamingo was...