Chapter 7: Happy New Year "What are you and Jilly planning for New Years Eve, Tommy?" I asked. "Oh, we've got a party at the college. We'll be staying with a classmate of hers, so we won't have to drive home. Should be fun. What about you?" "No plans. Thought I'd stay in and watch some TV. Things have been kind of hectic for me in the last month." I'd ar...
Sweat stung the eyes of the archaeologist as she concentrated. She was attempting to tie a proper knot around the eye hook in front of her, but she was having some difficulty. "Gah, there!" The archeologist took a step back and tugged on the rope three times to signal that the crate was ready to be hoisted up. She was currently standing in a roughly hewn h...
June 1st, 2012 Dear Diary, Lucas finally kissed me! And not just kissed me! Two years I've been waiting for him to do something, and today, in the middle of a field, covered in mud, he finally made his move. I'm glad mom and dad were gone when we got home because I'd never have been able to explain why I was wet and covered in mud. But even if they'd been...
All characters in this story are fictional and any that engage in sexual activity are over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy reading it! I wish to send a huge thanks to my editor Guinahart for her guidance on this tale. The story is a much better read because of the editing. Any errors found at this point are solely my own after making changes post-edit. T...
In the tale, "Chocolate Kisses," the characters of this story, were introduced. That tale related a forbidden romance in Depression Era Los Angeles. James Ewart, 45, a World War One fighter ace whose children were viciously murdered. His wife, Catherine, committed suicide after becoming pregnant with the murderer's child. Years later, he fell in love with B...
When Erica awoke, there were voices in the other room, at least one of them sounded angry. She sat up in bed, looking around the room, wondering why she wasn't in her usual sleeping shorts and tank. She tried to remember last night, but it was a blur, like she'd had too much wine to drink. There was a wine glass by the bed, though it was mostly full. She sli...
This story contains no sex. None at all. That said, I hope you enjoy it. * It was the first full day of summer vacation. School had ended at noon the day before. I was just finishing my Cheerios when Jimmy knocked on the back door. My mom let him in and he sat down across from me at the table. He looked very excited. "Dave, the pool is open." "I know, Ji...
While goose is one of those conventional holiday staples, I don't expect traditionalists would approve of the goosing I received last Yuletide. Then again, I don't approve of traditionalists, so I guess that's fair. The Carrs' Christmas dinner started, for me at least, as a melancholy affair. Not that the holidays ever raised my spirits much, but this one w...
Cheyanne frowned but didn't open her eyes. No dumb dog was going to disturb her rest with its maniacal barking. It seemed she had found time, at last, to catch up on her sleep. A miracle in itself. Ugh, but why was her bed full of crumbs? It was her biggest pet peeve in the world! Surely she hadn't brought a sandwich to bed? But no. She couldn't recall mak...
This is a continuation of my first story, "The Girl Down the Road." It is based on a true story, although I have elaborated to make it more entertaining. The new term had started and I was seeing Allison a lot less. We would still spend entire weekends together, but because I only got home at about five every day and we didn’t see each other much during th...