Chapter 3 - Lunch at the Polo Lounge Dream: I go into my roommate's room while she's sleeping. It's a hot night and she's sleeping without any covers. She has on a loose tank top and cotton panties. I'm naked and already wet. I seem to recall that I do this every night but know that tonight will be different somehow, although I don't know why. I sit down...
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What is reality? What is fiction? Isn't all writing ultimately autobiographical? At least, shouldn't good writing seem that way? In the end, does it matter as long as it's a good story? My wife and I made love this morning, and afterward she brought me a cup of coffee in bed. (Have I ever mentioned that she is wonderful?) While we snuggled together,...
Author's note: As with all of my stories, this one is a slow-burner and leaves something to the imagination. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I did writing it. Disclaimer: Although not stated explicitly, all characters are over 18 years old. ----- "I dare you." I stared at the words again and they seemed to take on a new meaning, the letters morphin...
Carpe diem - Book 1 Prologue -- Annabelle's story Sept-Iles is a mining community in the North of Quebec. Because of its relative isolation, it's a tight-knit community where friendships, once formed, are a strong long lasting bond. Angéline Taylor loved her five boys dearly. Last of a long line of farmers' wives, she knew the value of having extra hands...