Heather raised the sports bottle full of margarita high. "To being away from kids and old men!!" she proclaimed loudly, and chugged hard on it, provoking laughter and cheers from her friends, as well as on-lookers on either side of the blue minivan. It was a warm summer evening in the parking lot of the mega amphitheater. Inside, some unknown hopeful band w...
Chapter I: Aimless Wander Author's note: For those of you that may have seen a similar story before, this is a remake of an older story from my previous account, that I wanted to improve. In most places, they imagine the hell as some hot, burning cesspit of torture and sorrow. Hundreds of thousands of souls funneled down into a lake of fire, overwhelmed...
This is the third installment in my series of Sultry SoCal Stories - stories of encounters inspired by events that have taken place over the years I've lived in SoCal and traveled around the country. The events of this story took place right after I graduated from college, when I had gotten my first job out in the real world. This was stuffy corporate Americ...
Disclaimer: The following story contains sex scenes and rude words. It's fairly tame, and I'm pretty broad-minded, but the decency laws in most states would require it not be read by persons under 18. Also, if you're offended by adult themes, you should probably leave now. More importantly, this tale features women presented as sexual objects. There is not...
Silvertree Chronicles Book Three, Rise of the Paladin, Part 1(Enhanced Edition) Synopsis: The Grandson of Eldar Silvertree, son of Brannar, Lortan 'Storm Wraith' Silvertree, Travious Silvertree Knight Paladin, Champion of Corellon Larethian finished his ninety years of Training. The task before him was daunting as he understood why elven paladins were neede...
Note: This is a horror/fantasy work of fiction and should be read 'tongue-in-cheek'. Any similarity to persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. * As the mini-van bumped along a very rough track, Alex wondered what else could go wrong with his life. Although he had completely lost track of time he knew that two winters had come and gone since he la...
In our twenty second year of marriage my wife began a sexual relationship with an old boyfriend named Leonard Foyle. They'd kept in touch over the years, ran into each other every few months at various union functions. I'd met him myself, once or twice, always cordially. The last time, as I recall, on one of our infrequent trips to the big city, he'd brought...
"Hey, Kim," he called out to the babysitter as she exited his house from the front door. He was just arriving home from a late business meeting. It was 9 o'clock. His wife must've just gotten home too from her weekly Thursday night tennis game. Smiling shyly she waved hello. "Mrs. Reid just got home about 10 minutes ago," she announced, "Goodnight, Mr. Reid...
{No happy ending here, life sometimes gets in the way of that. Or does it? Sometimes it is we that can get in the way of what could be. This has a tiny bit of truth in it, almost everything I write does. Probably that is true of everyone who writes, even if the truth is only fantasy. I do know there was a friend once, and Sonny is (was) his name. Long tim...
Another tale from deep in my demented mind. As usual there are no descriptive sex scenes but there are some violent situations. Comments, critiques, and/or emails are both welcome and appreciated. Thanks for reading my work and I hope you enjoy it. ******************** The cool autumn wind fled from the storm building on the west side of the valley. It w...