Chapter 88: Baby Steps Adam sits there, in his wheel chair, staring at the floor, his hands resting between his knees. The twin rail poles are in front of him, waiting for him to make the first move, the walking pad waiting for him to take his steps. "Take your time..." And grey-haired elderly woman said, looking at Adam through her glasses, with her own...
Chapter 6 - August 22nd August 22nd arrives and I am waiting at the Voyageur Colonial bus stop on Perth Street in Brockville for the morning bus to take me up to Ottawa for my orientation interview with Camilla Mezaros. Adam has to work today and my Dad as well. So, I am on my own to make this trip to finalize all my courses and pay final tuition for commen...
The EMT's stabilized Sean's right arm as best they could in a splint, then strapped him to a backboard. I couldn't stop the tears falling from my eyes. When the EMT's started wheeling Sean towards the ambulance, I tried to follow them. Coach Wilson said they wouldn't allow me to ride with him so not to even try. The whole thing took about fifteen minutes....
This story is total fiction... When I felt Jakes big cock slide into my hole, I knew two things! The first was that I had just lost my butthole cherry, which was something I NEVER intended to do, and the second was that this would probably not be a one-time thing. I'm 23 and recently divorced. I've known Jake since I was about 12. Jake was always the popul...
I quickly stopped at home, ran in the side door of the house and straight into the office. Breathlessly, I grabbed the folder of information - it was pretty much a brief of evidence, years of training for the old man is hard to break free of. The brief that dad had assembled for me was quite in-depth, from property prices in the area and surrounding district...
Author's Note: This is a sequel to the previously published stories "One Day at a Time" and "To Love Again - Al." +++++ One thing I had learned is that given the option, Los Angeles is not where I would choose to live. I was born near Omaha, Nebraska, and lived there until my mom and I relocated to Philadelphia when I was eight. I'd moved to LA relativel...
It was Friday morning a week after Kevin's dad showed up at the house drunk with a gun; that ended with Kevin's dad getting shot in the shoulder after the sheriff's department showed up and he refused to lower his weapon. He was arrested, and the judge set his bail at some ridiculous amount. There wasn't anyone willing to bail him out, so it didn't matter. T...
I set the bag of alcohol and mixers on the table, along with some beer for the heteros. It'd been a very long week, as far as work was concerned. I'd worked over sixty hours, thanks to others taking vacation time or calling in for this reason or that. I was exhausted, but there was no time for that. It was time to square up on our deal and I had all weekend...
Author's Note: I hope you like this. I personally feel there should be more romantic love stories one here, with more than just sex. I am a student so it is difficult to find time to write but I hope to be able to finish this series by the end of this year! Sorry for the grammar, I just don't have the time to edit it and want to get it up as soon as I can c...
I know it's been a long time. Ridiculously long. I've had nasty writer's block and extreme indecision about how to get these two to where I want them to be. This chapter is going to be very unsatisfying for you all I think, but I swear to God this story is not finished and part 9 is so close I can nearly taste it. Thanks to everyone who sent encouraging an...