Chapter Eight Just before Thanksgiving, I accepted the new position and began working with Dr. Couslard. He really couldn't answer me when I asked him why he'd recommended me for this job; he pretty much reiterated what Dr. Miliano said. It didn't make much sense to me but I decided it didn't matter. I found Dr. Couslard reserved yet confident. He had very...
As always, each and every character in this story is over 18 years of age, and totally a figment of my imagination. Hopefully you might want to read my first "A Little Payback" to get some background on these people. Hopefully my grammar and punctuation will improve. If my characters were a 26 year old lady and a 49 year old man, NOBODY would try to tell me...
Based on the show of almost the same name, this story really doesn’t deviate from the anime all that much. They still get Isekai’d into a video game, Mamako is still overpowered, and she still wants to bang her son. Only difference is that here, she does, as well as most of the others. As for how she acts about it, that all depends on the writer. Also all ch...
Jill is the daughter of a friend. There is an age difference between us. She's 38 and single. I'm 55 and divorced. This past spring I got stuck with an extra theater ticket for the musical Camelot. I gave Jill a call and asked if she would like to join me. She agreed to meet me for dinner and the show. Let me describe Jill. She about 5' 7", about 140 lbs,...
After the narrow loss to young starlet Ariel Winter, Sonia was itching to get back into the titfight game. With the contact info that Ms. Winter provided, Sonia was able to contact her first choice via email with a CC to Ariel for verification of her legitimacy. A few quick discussions, followed by a video chat that devolved quickly into a topless taunting f...
My younger sister was hired into the local count system right out of high school. It was a low level job doing filing and transcribing older files on to computer records. Sally Ann is really my half sister as Dad was remarkably healthy well into his seventies. My mother died shortly after I was born. Dad remarried sixteen years later to a Martha Bolton age...
I pulled out of my mile-long driveway, onto the busy highway. It was grocery day, and, boy, did I need some groceries. My only edible food left was a shit-load of strawberries, some homemade chocolate frosting, and whipped cream. Not something I was willing to have for breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Up ahead, I saw a car stop by a man on the side of the road...
Blue eyes narrowed, desperately searching for even the tiniest spot to pull over, Serena couldn't believe she'd been roped into picking up her roommate's kid brother from the bus terminal. Of course if Annie hadn't been called away to London on business, she could have been picking up the little brat herself, instead of foisting him off on her. And what did...
I was all of 18 and a bit full of myself. I had been attending this particular Gym for a few months now, reaping the rewards for all of my hard work. I felt confidant and soaked up compliments and praise, my ego grew as well as my strength. Although I loved all the attention and eyes upon me, I worked hard and intensely, pushed my limits and myself. My...
Dear Children, Within the brain of almost every living American there are dates that are indelibly etched there. Numbers that are as real to us as figures written into a granite stone. We carry these dates with us in our heads until we at last rest under the stones bearing our own final numbers: December 7, 1941. November 22, 1963. April 19, 1995. And now,...