Thanks for all the great feedback on my last chapter. This one's for David, for being the best editor any girl could ask for. ------------------ We didn't have our next class together, which was Drama for me, but we did have Art together last. I had been let out of Drama early, so once I got to Art I was able to have the pick of the bench I wanted, whic...
-14- "Betts, are you absolutely sure?" waving my empty coffee mug towards Ali for a refill. Ali had a coffee maker and fixings that she kept in her master bath, for those mornings when a trip downstairs, to make coffee, would take too long. I was on the phone to my office, with my right hand, Betsy; she had just told me that I could stay a couple of extra...
Clare and I had been talking about a camping trip for months. A chance to leave the city and it's hectic life behind and spend a week camping in the wilds of France; that is, if there was still such a thing as a wilderness to be found anywhere in Europe. If there was, we thought it must be in central France, away from the family campsites and crowds of touri...
We pulled into my home in Fort Smith about 11 pm. I live in a manufactured home on an acre I bought from a farmer right on Old Union Town Rd in Rena, north of Fort Smith. It's got a nice, long circular gravel driveway in front - I'm damned if I'm gonna be backin' up when I bring a semi to my house. Now, in case you're thinkin' it's some old rattletrap mobil...
Early in the morning Mr. Jacoby didn't dominate my mind for the first time in three days. I was so flustered that I couldn't think straight. Thoughts of Candi filled my dysfunctional mind. The difference in our ages wasn't that much but Candice's demeanor was that of an experienced woman while my bearing could be described as nothing more that of a naïve sc...
We pulled up to the deBoers' house half an hour before eight. We were supposed to be there at seven, but my mom had this thing about being "fashionably late." Dad parked on the street, and we all got out of the car, and headed up the block to the deBoer's well maintained front yard. Mom carried a crudites platter she'd spent all afternoon arranging, and Da...
Copyright 2015, 2020 Lisa Summers All characters depicted in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. Chapter 1 Myra "Charlie, you KNOW these roles are important to my career," the very attractive twenty three year old blonde whined. "I've got to study my lines!" Her boyfriend, a muscular but...
Tethys -- Growing the Tribe Part 1 This story is a continuation of the earlier story, "Gesso, also concerning Tethys and her friends. I've tried to make it as stand-alone as possible, but it would probably read better if the first one was also read. The work is fiction, but as a powerful, wise and quite dead Wizard is reported to have said, "...but...
Author's note: All of the characters in the Chelsea series are, of course, entirely fictitious. I've been thrilled to receive your messages of support and hope you enjoy this final instalment. As always, votes, comments and emails are welcome. ----------- Chelsea Collins emerged from her ensuite bathroom clean, refreshed and completely naked. Her husband,...
Chapter Seven 'Oh my,' Victoria sighed, lying flat out on Heather's king-sized bed. 'I'm glad we didn't wait for that.' Heather untangled their legs. They were both drenched with sweat and passion but the smell of them wasn't unpleasant. She'd always liked the smell of urgent sex. Not to mention the salty-sweet tastes with their undertones of honey. 'Wha...