Story Orgy Presents: Road Trip
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Cross Country Foreplay..................................................................................Hank
Edwards
Storm Warning................................................................................................Em
Woods
After archeologist Rayne Chandler
rescues glass artist Bailey Fletcher from a ticked-off customer, things heat
up. With an ugly rainstorm sweeping the area, Rayne and Bailey find they have
more in common than a power outage.
A Guy Like Grant..........................................................................................Havan
Fellows
This isn't Grant Faustito's first road
trip to Daytona Beach
A Reminder Of His Shame
..................................................................................Jade
Baiser
Josh thought he was done with Aidan.
But he hadn’t considered Aidan’s strong need to be forgiven and an avalanche
which would put their relationship back in question.
Saving Mickey................................................................................................................JR
Boyd
When UNT senior Mickey Dodd volunteers
to accompany his first-year professor, Cecil Simmons, on a special project to Tallahala Creek , MS
Going Home......................................................................................................Lee
Brazil
Neither his twin, Ethan Malone nor Dr.
Gil Tescu appreciated what it cost Evan to stay away and leave the two of them
to their happy relationship. Neither knew that he'd gladly give up football,
fame and even the fortune that went along with them to be able to go home, to
spend his days and nights waking, sleeping and loving with them
Going Home Excerpt:
"Where the fuck are you?" The furious voice
spat out.
Evan Malone stared at his cell phone in disgust. The
rage he'd suppressed since his third quarter fuck–up surged to the surface.
"You never fucking change, do you, Gil? Millions of people know exactly
where I am, but you can't be bothered. I just lost a fucking playoff game in
front of half the country. I'm in fucking Dallas
"I'm where you should be, jack ass. Egocentric
fucker. He needs you, and I'm a poor goddamn substitute. Come home."
The snarl raised hackles on the back of his neck. He
bit his cheek to stem the flow of obscenities. Coach would fine him if the
press overheard him. "I can't leave until tomorrow. Then I'm filming some
credit card commercials in Aruba , taking a few
days of break. I'll be home the third week of February, the same as always.
Just make sure your ass isn't there when I arrive."
Silence. Then a deep sigh came over the line. "I
never quite expect how low you'll sink. Even for you, this is
unbelievable."
"I live to amaze you." The weak sarcasm was
the best he could muster. His team had made the play-offs for the first time in
the five years he'd played for them. Within five minutes of the first quarter,
the slaughter had been inevitable. He'd watched from the sidelines as player
after player had fumbled, faltered, and fucked up their chance at the Super
Bowl. His heart pounded, the blood rushed in his ears, and he pleaded with an
un-answering God, Let him put me in.
He'd thought he could do better, even with the strange aches he'd been
experiencing.
Then, he'd gotten his wish and fucked it up. Instead
of saving the day as he'd imagined, he took their minimal chance of not being
humiliated with a complete wipe out and blew it up. The only thing that could
have made losing today worse was if his twin, Ethan had accepted his offer to
fly him out and seen him screw up in person.
As it was, "Did he watch the game?" He
couldn't help asking. He knew the answer. Ethan wouldn't watch him play. He
hated football.
"You know the
answer to that. 
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