My new partner is not really a girl's idea of a "ladies man." Nevertheless I have known Joe for a long time and when he asked me out I jumped at the chance. I had no illusions about Joe but one asset he does have is a decent bank account! His parents had died and left him with a nice house. He does have a regular job but I also knew that he was comfortably o...
Dreams pass into the reality of action. From the actions stems the dream again; and this interdependence produces the highest form of living." - Anaïs Nin * It was just a fantasy. A magical line of designer daydreams which transport her through the tedium and monotony of each passing day. Something, a thought really, that she had nestled away tight inside...
The Toastmasters have a way of offering constructive criticism that I endorse fully. They call it their sandwich approach, and in it, they let their developing speech-maker know about something that (s)he did well, then they speak about the areas needing improvement, and then they close their remarks with another word of praise about an area of strength upon...
Brumal Mansion, residence of Count Mortimer. Mortimer had just seen Alessandra escorting the hooded man up the mansion's yard, which meant he need only stretch his patience a little further. Not that he is an impatient creature; Alessandra's call simply induced a nibbling eagerness within him. In his wait, the count glares at the flashing cityscape beyond...
My thanks to Todger65 for helping edit and Nthusiastic for beta reading and asking good questions! ***** "My Duchess used to rub my head..." King Orgath exhaled and closed his eyes as Isonei tilted his head back, beginning at his temples and then drawing her nails over his scalp to the crown. "I learned to do this for my brother Geroth, he gets headaches....
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
I like my tea served to me by a nubile woodland nymph, as beautiful, delicate and fragrant as a solitary flower in the middle of a sunlit meadow, her sheer diaphanous dress cascading like a waterfall so enticingly obscuring her naked form. Her movements, her smile, her laughter, everything about her is captivating. Yet the wicked glint in her eye reveals hi...
As I mentioned at the conclusion of Part 2, Cathie was livid when she heard the demand of our neighbor, Helga. What she had feared as a result of her episode with Otto and John was apparently being realized. Her concern was, I believe, that she would be thought of as an easy woman, a willing plaything. By now she had convinced herself that she was a victim i...
A successful journalist is sitting inside his room, staring at a fireplace. A cacophony of sounds keeps reminding him of the storm outside. "Soothing," the man mutters to himself while stretching his arms. "I really hope this rain is going to provide me with a stream of creative ideas." "You'll have more than you bargained for," a voice can be heard. "Who...
Michael Vick was Wrongly Convicted! Since this past Monday and more specifically for the majority of the Philadelphia Eagles sensational season, I have heard so many people touting Michael Vick. Oh yeah, "Michael Vick has really turned it around, " etc. And now, Barrack Obama, the President of the United States, the de facto leader of the Free World, thoug...