"The FHA inspector's here for your meetin', Hal," said the secretary over my cell phone. I was away from the office, checking on foundation work done that week in a 100 home government-funded housing development my company was building in Tennessee for victims displaced by Gulf Coast hurricanes. This was the third Friday meeting I'd had with the inspector...
The war referenced in this story is fabricated in order to make the ages and time-lines work. At thirty she had it all, didn't she? Five years earlier her appearance on a television reality show had quickly brought her worldwide attention and fame. As cheesy as the experience had been, it had opened many doors for her. It hadn't hurt that she was beautiful...
I was sitting in my office when I saw her standing in my doorway. There had been a long trip through time and life to be able to say that one short sentence. In fact, I had come to believe that I would never see my wife again. I guess I need to explain. I'll start at the beginning and try to keep it short. My name is Francis (Monte) Moody. Where and how I...
By Woodmanone copyright September/2011 There are no descriptive sexual scenes in this story. Constructive comments, critiques, and emails are very welcome and are appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read and comment on my work. ******************** Deputy U.S. Marshal Thomas Boone dismounted in front of the Marshal's office in Tucson Arizona. He...
Chapter 16 - Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Connecticut Rose and Dave drove to Burlington and dropped off their luggage with the hotel concierge. They then prowled around Boston doing touristy things. The one advantage of having a motorcycle was that they were much easier to park than a car. Dave went into a garage near Quincy Market and parked in a series of...
======================== She's desperate for help. The only question is how desperate? This is an entry in the SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2012. It's a little long - I'd normally break it up into two or three chapters, but as a contest entry, I made it one big story. ======================== "Mom, gimme a break! I only got back from college two days ago....
Brooklyn I smiled as my gaze traveled over the elegant wedding invitation. Mr. James Watson Hurley had asked for the hand of Ms. Jacqulyn Leigh Perry in matrimony. I'd placed Ms. Perry as a companion with Mr. Watson almost eighteen months ago, setting them up in private villa in Italy for six weeks. They'd seemed very happy during my follow up call, and I w...
Here we go, another submission in the LW category. I truly appreciate all of the thoughtful comments to my last posting here, and I decided to give it one more try. I am warning all of you now, though, that this story is woefully deficient in several categories. First, there's almost no sex here. Second, no wives are going to die in the writing of this story...
Chapter 10 38. Rights "This has been a marvelous weekend James; I hope you're not disappointed in me." "How can a man be disappointed with heaven, Nancy? I've never had 3 days like this in my life. I've been able to relax, and fall in love with a very beautiful woman. If she wants to take it to the next level with me, and fall in love, I will be the happi...
by Philip Johnson Chapter One Portsmouth, Ohio. It's a blue collar town where the south flowing Scioto River joins the mighty Ohio River. Take away the rivers and there never would have been a reason for a town being built there to start with. Like so many times over the last few years I came in from Slab Run Road onto highway fifty tw...