Chapter 21 Spring still seemed a distant hope as the winter wind continued to howl through the streets. Sitting on a bench outside the library, Don carefully nibbled on a steaming hot pasty. Once he had finished eating, Don tossed the wrapper towards a nearby bin, then sighed as it deflected off the shaft of a broken umbrella. He jumped from the bench befo...
(This story is an official entry into the 2008 Valentine's Day story contest. It is a long tale of lust and love and the consequences that arise. I hope you enjoy.) *** I loved my new apartment. Seventh floor, with a small enclosed balcony, a view of downtown tourists would envy, concierge service, even a hair salon and massage parlor on the ground floor....
My Husband's Strange Behavior Led to Sexual Adventures with Black Men Preface Victoria is closest childhood friend I have. When she told me that she wanted to write about the episodes in her life that she confided to me when she was having a hard time understanding what was happening and that she wanted my help, I did not hesitate to fly to Paris to see he...
I know time's bent on destruction The past is over every day I wish we both could fly back home But we can't, so I guess I'll just fly away! --John Hiatt, "Fly Back Home" A job's a job. That, in any case, was what Tom had been telling himself every day since his lifelong buddy Jim had coaxed him into moving up north to take jobs with his cousin's new logg...
Part 1 "What are you smoking?" River asked his girlfriend Mindy. "Is that marijuana? You can't smoke that! We're in school!" Mindy was indeed lighting up a small joint, even though they were right by their lockers in their high school's hallway. Class had actually let out about an hour ago, but the place was still busy with teachers, athletes, and other ki...
Copyright© 2019 by Richard Gerald This story is submitted for the writer's workshop story group sponsored by Eric. The topic was to write a story involving a strong woman. Those who have read my earlier stories will recognize I borrowed some of the minor characters from that earlier work. Feel free to criticize and comment. If you email me directly, I will...
This is my entry in the Highway Song event. Some may recognize the first chapter as my entry in the Siren's Song event. I have since felt the urge to continue the Edgerton story. Since the subsequent chapters depend on the original story, I'm including it here as the first chapter of a four-chapter story. All four chapters are included in this submission. If...
Hey everyone, As I said in my profile. I'll be posting all of my novels online because of these uncertain times. Afterall, a good book can take away a few hours of stress. So, I guess this is my contribution to helping you make it through the day. If you would like to support me the best thing you can do is STAY INSIDE. Seriously. Nothing would make me h...
What kind of bear was he? Her teddy bear. Appearances can be deceiving *********** Author's note - First off, I'd like to thank Bebop3 for prereading and making suggestions. It is a better story as a result. Any story failures or mistakes are the responsibility of MY own fingers. Since this is another long one, the following paragraph will telegraph a...
Author's Note: No Strings Attached is the second collaboration by MsCherylTerra and Bebop3. We hope you enjoy the story! Bebop3's stories can be found here. No Strings Attached Alex I stood at the doorway watching her. I don't like kids. I don't dislike them either, they simply don't exist in my day-to-day life so I don't really think about them much. B...