I'll warn you up front there isn't much drama in this final chapter, just a happy ending, sometimes it feels right to have a story where things DO go right without always waiting for the other shoe to drop. * Under My Umbrella part three With Alli moved into what would become *our* home we began planning the future, I wanted three kids, she wanted four, t...
I keep getting pregnant. I can't stop. It's almost like a sport for me. I swear, I deserve a damn medal. I've spent eight out of the last ten years pregnant, and my pants are getting tight once again. It started in high school. I was a little slow getting to the perks of puberty, but when I got them, I got them in spades. Less than five feet became almost s...
Some people are going to hate this one, but it's a different conversation, and deserves to live on the page as much as any other. If you don't like it, stop reading it. If it helps, it not about your philosophy, it's about someone else's. Thanks to Randi for her gentle, patient editing. ***** The doorbell rang just as I was settling down with a cold bottl...
Chapter 2 – A Shotgun Marriage for Chris New Year to Easter I worked like dog trying to get some cash saved for a new motor. I never heard a word from Debbie during this period, so I assumed that everything was cool. So it came as a surprise that at Easter I had a visit from Debbie. She called me first and said she needed to talk to me, so I invited her o...
Darleen sat on her toasted coconut colored suede love seat, directly across from the large couch her nephew sat on. Darleen sat there barely able to control the tears burning the surface of her eyes. She was beside herself with grief as she looked at him through new eyes. It broke her heart to have to finally admit that he had fully gone off the deep end. Sh...
What I Learned From A Friend Who Was A Stay-At-Home-Mom And Professional Dominatrix "Brenda" told me she did not want to put her baby into day care after the child was born so she would put plans for a regular job on hold and continue as a professional dominatrix after the little one came into the world. However, she definitely wanted to protect her baby fr...
Note to reader: This is a true story which happened in the late 1980's. Some parts were taken from other sources. To the best of my knowledge, they are accurate. Names (other than mine) and a few other minor things have been changed to protect the identities of the people involved. However, the basic story is factual. All people engaging in sexual activity...
**Note this is a continuation from a previous story** *** I was fairly confused the moments after Daddy left. I had spent my whole life as the "All-American" typical guy, and here I was, sitting on my couch, in women's lingerie, wearing makeup and a wig, with the taste of an older man's cum now lingering in my mouth. I had done it. I had dressed up for a m...
Author's note and acknowledgements This story has sat on my hard drive for four years now. I wrote it, all twenty chapters and 95,000 words of it in eight days of a frenzied, near trance-like state, sitting on my couch with my wife's laptop. She would occasionally have to remind me to eat. When the dust settled, and I looked up, I realized a couple of...
I was fifteen sexually active and pregnant with an already unhealthy child. When I think back now upon the choices set in front of me at such a young age, I feel the severity of the time coming full force and reckoning with me. I was young, a mother to be, a teen pregnancy. You have heard the stories of the heartache and heart break of teen pregnancies. M...