Things settled into a bit of a groove over the next couple of months. Every other Wednesday night amber and I would head to Ms. Linda's condo for cleaning duty. She would take the key to amber's cage and put it in a block of ice which amber would try her hardest to melt on the way home. While there were few repeats of her awkward throwing style she would tak...
Chapter7: Turning Tide All good things do eventually come to an end. This played in her head from morning, noon, to night and ever since returning to the lighthouse three days ago. And it's been eating at her insides no matter how hard she tried to squelch it. "If only those damned words would stop running around in my head," she mumbled with an irate look...
I'm Trevor Knudsen, the golf pro at Willow Creek, a nice little 18 hole golf course out in the countryside with a few hills, mature trees, and a meandering creek running through it. Very bucolic. The course attracts a lot of people who are just taking up the game, especially a lot of women who like the casual attitude of those who play here. In fact, several...
"How are they deciding where to go?" Marcos inquired. He was sitting at his usual place near the top of the hill taking furtive looks around from time to time. At his feet, were two small deep fire holes only a little bigger than his fist. They connected underground and allowed him to hide the flame and add animal droppings for smokeless fuel. Several small...
Nataly rolled over in the bed and stretched, as she looked around she noticed that Val wasn't in the bedroom, when she sat up and moved to the edge of the bed then stood up and called out as she walked to the door that led to the hallway, "Hey Val where are you?" While Nataly descended the stairs she heard Val reply, "In the kitchen," Nataly walked over and...
This is a pure work of fiction and all aspects are from my own imagination though some parts will probably sound similar depending on how much fantasy reading you have done. If you have any problems with what I am typing let me know but if you are only going to give crappy feedback as in 'it sucks' then go frost yourself and hope you need a new wanker... No...
This was a request sent to me by a fan. She provided me with a fantasy, and I just tried to make it a reality. I wrote this in a pretty short time frame, but I think it turned out pretty good. Thanks for reading! * I'm a terrible person! That is what I can't help but think right now! I always tried to make the right decisions and lead a wholesome path, bu...
There is no sex in this story. It's cold in Minnesota during the winter especially when you're used to the mild weather of Virginia. But it's even colder when you're sleepless and alone. I'm just feeling sorry for myself. God knows I've got it better than most and it's ridiculous for me to feel like this. Still, I do, and even though I'm keeping it togeth...
"Alright everyone sit down in your seats. Let's get started. We're already running way behind and the first meeting of the year is the most important, it sets the tone for everything else we will do." Kendall yelled as she barged into the room. "EVERYONE QUIET". I looked down at my phone it was 6:58 and the PTO meeting was scheduled to start at 7:00. Only i...
The Consultant: Neighborhood Wives (Ch. 5) Alli "talks" some sense into Jim (Author's note: all characters in this story are pretty clearly over 18.) One of the constants when working as an IT consultant is knowing that you're going to have to deal with dry spells where you can't find a gig. I'd been lucky so far and had always had my next assignment l...