Chapter 1 "Do you swear to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth?" There was a long pause of silence as Bob contemplated his options and possible responses; he wasn't a particularly rash person given to impulsive responses. Of course, the people sitting at the table in front of him were also not particularly focused on what he had been...
Summer of '83 +++++ Yet another hot and sticky day, it wasn't quite as oppressive as it had been in recent weeks. It may have been over three weeks since our part of the world started baking in the current heat wave; but only two weeks since things had really heated up at my younger brother's downtown apartment. The past two weeks spent with the baby offere...
Monday – Giraffe on Rollerskates There are a million "secretary" stories and fantasies out there. I have often used varying scenarios to help myself cum. Here is the beginning of one... (there will be more as I've completed Tuesday and Wednesday) She had just started the new job. A secretary. Well below her station, but the unemployment was running out, th...
Author's note: This story is co-written with another author called LL. It's based on Gilmore girls and is a sequel to Rory's 18 Birthday Wishes. All characters are over 18 and it's a Rory/Lorelai pairing so if you don't like mother/daughter stories you should read no further. * The electronic display of the alarm flashed six; it remained silent - surpri...
I: Brigid and the Patriot's Day Parade "Thbbb! ... Th-thbb!" He licked his lips and tried again on next group of sixteenth notes, pressing against the mouthpiece that felt like a block of ice no matter how much he blew into it. Even through his full-length wool uniform, and the long underwear, he could feel the frigid wind knifing right through him. It...
Pippa's Story. (Part One.) One Fateful Evening… It all began as a bit of a joke really. We'd all been out clubbing in some really raunchy night-spots and were still high on both the atmosphere and the two Love-doves that we'd swallowed a few hours before. As the night wore on and, as morning was quickly rearing its bright and beautiful he...
or, an Essay on the Folly of Not Drinking Enough Rum Always do sober what you said you'd do drunk. That will teach you to keep your mouth shut. - Ernest Hemingway Long after the 'Cold War' ended, relations between The United States and Fidel Castro's Cuba remained - to put it mildly - strained. Well into the 1990s, when people fled Cuba - usually by boat...
Chapter 1 Dressed in black with a white collar and white-on-black nametag identifying her as Lucy, the slightly tentative waitress with a soft smile said goodbye and to call again, her eyelids fluttering. At that Ryan knew he only had to ask and she'd date him. Oh brother, act your age, the newcomer to the city mused. He'd welcome her company but that woul...
Author Notes: The Perspectives Series was created as a study of how our perception of people and events is largely influenced by our point of view. As you read the distinct stories of these characters, and become more invested in their lives, your perception of them and their situations will likely change. There are four novels in this collection, with the...
Day 1 I slowly came to consciousness lying face down in a puddle of salty, filthy water. I inhaled a little into my nose, making me cough violently and waking me up. I sat up, having no idea where I was. As I looked around, it hit me like a bolt, my recollection of the night before. I was sitting in a puddle of cold salt water in the left-hand stern corner...