The main character is a consenting 21 year old. For a long time now, I have been sexually attracted to my father, it started at the age of 18 when I had an aversion to showering I.e. baths or nothing, this resulted in my father effectively dragging me into the shower while on holiday and for reasons beyond me, perhaps he was caught up in the moment, we were...
The knife clattered to the floor of the kitchen. "Al? What are you doing here? Your dad didn't say you were coming home." Of course he didn't, I thought, but I didn't say so. "Want me to ring him?" My father's girlfriend could have been my sister, though I suspected I was older than she was. By the way, how did she know who I was? I was fairly sure my fat...
He was laid to rest in the crowded little graveyard adjacent to the small Anglican church on the fringes of the Kyrenia Harbor in Cyprus. My mother had shown no interest in interring him in the States—or even in attending the burial ceremonial in Cyprus. But I thought that, in any event, this was a fitting place for him to be buried. This was where he belong...
All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ****** The fields overlooking our tiny greens farm were blooming. The rhubarb leaves were flowering open, the lettuce was rising, and the carrots were starting to peek through. The peace in the early morning light was nearly overwh...
Christ be with me, Christ within me... Christ behind me, Christ before me... Timothy was a man of faith. When he'd entered the clergy, he became a favorite of the congregation. After over a decade of service, he'd become one of the most popular priests at his parish, favored by the congregation. Father Timothy made fast friends with Mr. Ian Terrace, a ne...
Same as before, over 18, safe sex implied but not explicit. Would love constructive feedback in the comments. A very minor suggestion of reluctance in this one. ****** The following morning Sean was awake before the morning bell. He couldn't stop thinking about what had happened the day before and how happy it was making him, but he wondered whether Jake...
Here I am sitting alone on the banks of the mighty Mississippi contemplating diving in and ending my miserable life. At the tender age of twenty-two years old, I had fallen from being on top of the world to being at the bottom, with no hope in sight. I was born the son of wealthy parents, with my father being the head of a fortune 500 Company, and my mothe...
Hello all, I hope you enjoy part 2! I am already working on part 3, I don't know how many parts there will be, but I recently purchased a new laptop and I am not so busy with work currently so hopefully, I'll have part 3 done soon! Wanted to give a heads up about part 1! The piece that was uploaded was the unedited version and I have been trying since Hall...
Part Two: Tasting the New Gravy ------------ "Remember that old story about the founding of Meadowdaleville and the turkeys? It probably wasn't their fault that they got caught up in an event like that. Sometimes, I think you just end up in the wrong place at the wrong time." ~H.R. Fish and chips, honey baked ham topped with succulent pineapple slices,...
CHAPTER SIX Monday just before noon-present day Matthew Hunter woke up rather late in the day, he worked through the wee hours of the morning in his home office on plans for major renovation on an outdated wing of a major NYC museum. He'd received revisions and worked them out accordingly and would continue working on them to make sure he was satisfied the...