Chapter 5 What's In A Name? I let the girls know about the Tri-Cities booking and they were very pleased with it. I gave them the dates and Fran marked them on the calendar that she was using to map out our engagements. I liked her sense of organization. I had a feeling it was going to be very important in the future. I met with Stan and Bud at Stan's home...
Chapter 7 A Whole New Sound The three of us sat at the kitchen table after dinner while Gina told Fran about meeting their father and the outcome. I saw the look of shock on Fran's face and I got up and left the two of them. This wasn't my affair or my decision to participate in. I went to the living room, far enough away that I could only hear subdued voic...
Chaff and dross can look green and lush to the covetous eye The orange flames shot up a hundred feet before being swallowed by the smoke and blackness that shrouded the old house in the dead of night. Old boards and plaster along with the bric-a-brac of years of scurrilous living fed the inferno as the heat and consumption intensified its winning battle wit...
Authors Notes: Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series are in no any way to be considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around. With only two days to go before Industry Night, G...
After reviewing game film from the previous night's football game, Alexis showed up after grocery shopping to pick me up at the coach's office. It became clear that my thoughts about using the field-house shower to have sex that we can't do in our tiny shower at home were the same as Alexis'. She made sure that I gave her the tour of the locker room and show...
Wayne Kyleen Stonehammer. Who could forget a euphonious name like that? More important, who could forget Kyleen? It's been over fifty years, and my memory of her and that summer we met remain as vivid as a morning sunrise on a cloudless day. It was the summer of 1966. Lyndon Johnson was president. We were mired in Vietnam. Gas was around thirty cents a ga...
All characters are at least 18 years of age Girlfriend's Brother Made Me Do It Or -- How my dull sexless husband has no idea I'm now a slut for Big Black Cock * At almost 35 years of age (16th of January) I consider myself an intelligent and very well respected woman - who has been successful in college, work and now as a budding author. I have always ma...
This is a work of fiction. The characters and events in this story are not real, although some of the characters have been loosely patterned after people I know. I've chosen to list this story in the Sci-Fi/Fantasy category since that's where it seems to fit best to me. There will be a substantial amount of BDSM in the story however; just a friendly warning...
Authors Notes: Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series are in no any way to be considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around. Frank Harris had just seated himself at his rada...
As Matt stepped out of his friend's jeep, he grinned and looked around. He hadn't been to this camp site since he was a kid so it felt rejuvenating to be back. The sun was out and shining, the lake was clear, and the volleyball court was perfect. However, Judd, the owner of the jeep, was the best moment disrupter. He ran up and slapped Matt on the back befor...