** November 27th, 2015 ** Lissy Saturday night, late, my phone rang. "Good lord, who's calling you so late at night," Kara asked, her voice thick with sleep. "It can't be good this late, babe," I said as I opened the phone. It was Rachel, who was crying. My heart sank, and I felt myself tense. "Honey, what's wrong? Are you okay?" "It's June, Mo...
This is a work of fiction, that does deal with certain depression issues. All people included in this story are figments of my imagination. Any mistakes are my fault, my editor did the best she could with what she had. ********************************************* My scars are starting to fade; I feel lost without them. It has been 9 months, 3 days, and...
Chapter One Diana laughed with her friends while they waited for the show to start. They had a table close enough to the stage to see everything, but far enough back that it would take an effort from the performers to embarrass them. This was the second time she had been to the local gay bar, a small hole-in-the-wall called The Connection just south of Ocal...
After some thought I've decided to make this the last chapter in the Curiosity series, after this I will move on. I hope all who have read this series have enjoyed it. Story first, sex second. * The rain pelted down on the window, everything blurred making it difficult to drive. But it's June, there shouldn't be this much rain. Not rain, I'm still cryin...
Amber didn't tell Mandy of her discovery of Murphy's paternity. Mandy, for the moment, was just pleased that they looked like a proper family. It wasn't easy to go back into the swing of things, though. They would have Murphy in bed by eight, then do schoolwork for three hours, then go to bed, on the weeknights. On weekends and minor holidays, Amber and Mand...
Goodbye to the Past Part 01 - Personal Assistant Required A repressed young girl's sexual awakening begins at the hands of an older woman. Say goodbye to the guilt Leave the past behind Leave the pain with the past Lighten up the cross It's a long journey ahead Annette Peacock/Bill Bruford, Adios a al Pasada (Goodbye to the Past) 1978 Prologue Caitlin Pr...
I awoke, spooning Jess in the morning light. Bare shoulders and the smooth skin of her back told me she'd taken her shirt off in the night. What happened last night didn't bother me, not yet. It had been too much like a dream and I wasn't awake enough for embarrassment. She never actually touched me, after all, not ... in that way. And she just used me to he...
Azure blue waves rolled up on the shore in their endless procession as a cool breeze washed over my sun kissed body. We had been on the beach all day. Blondie can't get enough and who am I to argue? Not to mention, it makes my beautiful wife frisky. I know; what doesn't make her frisky? The sun was slowly disappearing over the horizon as I squinted, watchi...
** October 13, 2014 ** Kara Dear Diary, I'm wrapping up a meeting with a client at her office on Columbus Day. Moments away from shutting down my computer, my Gmail notification pops up. Just seeing that it's from her, Lissy, brings a blush to my cheeks. I know without looking that my miss has instructions for me. No longer listening to what my client is...
Thank-you for taking the time to read yet another one of my stories! This idea was born of memories and of now having lots of extra time to write. It is another one that I planned to be one and done, but these characters want their whole stories told, so there will be more! As always please favorite, rate, comment, and send me some feedback. I love hea...