Cowherd is a Snitch

Larry Cowherd sipped from his beer. “I don’t know why I keep getting these calls.” Geddy Lee’s voice raised slightly above the low white noise of people in the pub talking, “Show me don’t tell me…” Beth smiled lightly, her brown eyes framed by her brunette hair. “Maybe you’re just good at dealing with…” She waved her free hand as …

Cowherd Without a Clue

“It is the Holy Grail of theoretical physics.” Beth grinned. “The Holy Grail?” “Yes,” Josh said with a quick nod. “Of physics?” His blues eyes looked down at here. “Absolutely.” Beth kissed the tip of his erection and ran her tongue over it. “So, explain to me, Mister Scientist…” “What is that, my love?” His brown hair glistened with sweat …

Cowherd at the Crime Scene

Beth slammed down onto the bed in a splash of pillows and giggles. Her brunette hair splayed out beneath her. Steve was on her before she could move, slamming his erection into her, he became a jackhammer. Birds chirped outside the open hotel room window, completely oblivious to the violent love happening inside the room.  The sky, long since dark, …

Cowherd Finds a Body

“Movies are never good for first dates.” “I know,” she said and kissed his neck.  Her hand grasped his auburn pony-tail and gave it a quick tug. The trees above rustled with a cool summer breeze coming off the lake causing the fading daylight to strobe around the bench they shared.  A few birds chirped about happily. “Beth, I think …