This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions...
It had been over a year since his wife had passed. It was sudden, a familiar story of the drunken driver walking away, uninjured, while leaving the loved one of someone else dead in the car he'd just destroyed. Their marriage had been good by anyone's standard and his loss had affected him profoundly. He doubted that he would ever get over her death...you do...
Copyright 2000 by Paul. All rights reserved. All events and Characters are fictitious. For Rich, who made the mistake of saying nice things about my stories. * * * * We were on holiday taking a narrow boat cruise through the canals of northern England. I awoke in the morning next to Sally's warm body. I swallowed. My tongue felt furry and my throat dr...
This is chapter 1 of a new series. It'll be a long one (18 chapters written so far), and at times it's more of a series of individual stories with ongoing characters. Read one or read them all. It's a spin-off from my Tucker's Studio stories. I enjoyed writing that series the most when the little redheaded porn star Kelsey was involved. A reader suggested...
Shower steam fogged the mirror. Diana had just rubbed it clear, but she wiped it again with her palm, peering at herself through the humid heat. It was Saturday night. She'd graduated two days ago. For the first time in her life, school didn't hang over her head. Sure, college loomed on the horizon in August, but it was far, far away. The future looked as ha...
Chapter 6- Some New Blood The next time I met up with Lynn, she seemed very light-hearted and giddy almost. She had a certain carefree air about her that I really liked. We met behind the sheds and she was almost bouncy. Wearing low-cut jeans and a tight white shirt with no bra, she was positively breathtaking to behold. "Thanks for coming, sport!" she s...
Anniel concentrated hard and allowed her power to flow out. Carefully, she felt her surroundings telepathically. Her skin prickled with cold, but she tried her best to ignore it knowing it stemmed from flowing over and sometimes through inanimate objects. There were a few things here and there, but mostly wide-open space. She could feel something broad, ha...
Taking Charge "Of all the times... Ridiculous. Jesus fucking Christ, those fucking assholes... What the fuck were they thinking?" Donnie didn't care that he was swearing, although it was not as if he shied away from strong language when the need called for it. It was more that any swearing he did care to undertake from time to time was so very often oversh...
On an early autumn day in the South of the world, a long road wound its lazy way between two great cities. At times the road was wide, beaten smooth by the tracks of carts and the falling of feet; at others it passed through woods and hills and became narrow and winding, or disappeared altogether on one side of a coursing river only to reappear on the other....
Baby Business Mary tried to remember what it was like to not be tired. She was thankful that she had a job that allowed her a full year of maternity leave; she could not imagine how she would manage if she had to go to work each day while taking care of a newborn. Of course, Alvin was a tremendous help. In addition to being willing to take as much of the bu...