(This story is written in first person...some from Dee's perspective, some from Matthew's perspective – separated with the ++++ signs. If you begin at Ch. 1 to get the feel of it ~ you may avoid confusion.) Continued... +++++++++++++++++++++++ Seeing her again, in all her angry splendor, had me moving the duffle bag to the front of my pants. I look to the...
On your flight to Asheville, you ponder if it is really worth the trouble. Luckily, the spring weather in North Carolina welcomes you with a sunny sky and perfect temperature. You laugh to yourself because you've been given strict instructions to be "a stranger" to her and you know that you are anything but. Nonetheless, work has been stressful and the getaw...
"Good to see you back with us," Blevins said as he entered the room. "So do you remember what happened now?" "Oh yes, I remember them saying that it was a message from Davenport. The skinny one, who is no longer with us, said that if I didn't leave Davenport alone, he would have me and my whole family killed. He was very specific." "My God Max, we are goin...
Wife dallies with old lover. Again. Again. And more. You really want to read the first chapter before this one to understand the characters and situation involved. The incidents here are based on a real event, but this chapter is highly fictionalized. Maybe 70% fiction here. And character names have been changed to something similar but not identifiable....
I'm excited. I'm back at Adnan's apartment for our now-monthly meeting. I got to his apartment with a six-pack around 9 in the evening. He opened for me and I took my place on the floor as he sat down on his small couch, legs wide. The beer was for him, to keep him refreshed as he tells me about his month. Specifically, he's going to tell me about his month...
I have made an Executive Decision. I will not force you to read long sections of poorly translated Spanish...from now on if it is spoken by Hector, it will be italicized, and you can automatically assume that it is in Spanish. Google Translate will greatly thank me for this decision, since now they can go back to helping high schoolers pass their foreign lan...
"How long have you had those, ahem, kind of fantasies, Thurgood?" Melanie Durocher asked, and the fifty-something, five-foot-ten, statuesque and plump, blonde-haired, blue-eyed, matronly Quebecer looked intently at the six-foot-tall, handsome and well-dressed young Black man who sat opposite her. They were at the Tim Horton's located on Metcalfe Street in do...
THIS IS A FANTASY...IT IS FICTION...IT IS NOT TRUE *** I was sitting in my living room, in my newly paid for beach house in Malibu. I'm a transplanted New Yorker getting used to life out in the LA area. I had a successful electronics business, that allowed me to also work in the entertainment biz. We would install any computer or electronic type equipment...
I'm not sure what first made me take the leap of joining a contacts site for casual sex. I'd often watched porn online, but had never done anything interactive. As a second year university student in London, getting picked up in clubs or bars was easy. When I had an itch for casual sex, it was easy to get it scratched. I guess I'd often found it disappointin...
A common cliché these days when a married couple seems to be having trouble is that they have "grown apart." I presume that means that their interests have diverged, or that they have become less tolerant of accommodating the diverse interests that they always had, or that things that used to be important to both are only important to one of them, or - most...