"I bet if we check, Harold Smith works for that oil company that killed Beth. It all fits together, doesn't it? If they harassed Brain to the point hi... aneurysm opens up, again, he would be dead, Beth would be dead and suddenly there's no one to sue them. If they got Harold and Sherrie to do their dirty work, their hands stay clean."Daddy, can you get the PI's on this? It ties things up and maybe makes our filings even more powerful."Mr. Bell went into his deep thinking mode, but did make a. Now, on to the stories.A Shortcut To Intimacy - by wilparu [STORY COMPLETE!]After decades living overseas, Joe Miller returns to the small town outside of Chicago where he grew up. One muggy summer night, he stops at a the Paradise Gentlemen's Club in a fit of nostalgia, little knowing the young dancer who catches his eye will change his life.A Knotty Relationship - by QueerKestrelIn the sleepy harbor town of Port Angeles on the remote Olympic Peninsula, retired Alaska fisherman Tom Murphy. When I entered my room, I could hear a woman moaning and a man groaning. I flipped on the light switch only to find my father furiously pounding a familiar looking woman. “Come to watch Beatrice?” My father said. Laughingly, I said, “No dad, it is me Brad.” “Oh I thought it was your mom. Welcome home son,” He said. “Enjoy the show and when I’m done, perhaps you will want to fuck Mrs. Wilberforce. She is quite a nice fuck and loves young hard cock, and can never get enough,” He said. I sat down. “I want you, Ariel. Take off the rest of your cloths.” She slid from the table with his assistance and eagerly removed the rest of her clothing as he did the same. Towering over her, he ran his hands up an down her sides. When they stopped at her expanding waist line, he saw her blush as she turned her head and tried to escape his grasp. “No, Ariel. Look at me,” he said in earnestly. “Please don’t. Maybe this isn’t such a good idea. I wasn’t thinking.” “About what? That I’d see you like this?.