"The attic door is still unlocked." Eric Crowe and Heath Talbot notice it ajar after three days being open. Honoring Margo's wishes they had passed it by without venturing into her secrets. She was proud of the boys. So proud of them that she felt it was time to reveal the contents. They were drooling at the bit wanting to go up, but resisted. That deserved...
When I was quite young, my parents had our house remodeled, enlarging two rooms and adding a bath. This was desperately needed, as our family had grown to seven. I had a younger brother, a twin sister, an older sister and a younger sister, all of us close in age, except for the younger, "accidental" brother, who came much later. My sisters had lots of frien...
Chapter 24 ConfessionalCarmen entered the conference room; Lauren was the only one there, reviewing her notes, sipping a soda, and eating a Nutter-Butter from the vending machine down the hall. "Cookie?" she said, pushing the pack toward Carmen, who sat down beside her. "You smooth talker, you," Carmen said, taking the last one. "So, how is she?" Lauren as...
WARNING: The following story is for the entertainment of ADULTS ONLY, and contains descriptions of explicit sex. If you are not an adult, or reading sex stories upset you, or you are offended by subjects of a sexual nature - do not read any further! This story is for entertainment only. It contains adult oriented material. This is a work of fiction. The a...
This is a story of a wife who couldn't say no and the conversation that followed. * I was on a conference call around 10:30 AM and you called my cell phone and I didn't answer. You left a message for me and then you called me on my work phone. When I didn't answer my work phone you kept calling me on my cell phone until I answered. I put my work phone on h...
Chapter 02 - Movie Night The next time I went to Mom's house was Wednesday evening. I knew that she'd be out, having dinner with the Rutherfords, but it was a free evening for me, and it was no problem for me to let myself in. The attic was starting to get cleared out enough for me to organize boxes of stuff by similar 'types' -- Christmas decorations, old...
Once upon a time, there was a king who lost his wife and was left alone with their little daughter, the princess. The king mourned his wife deeply for many years, but finally moved on with his life and marries another woman, a widow with two daughters, both a few years older than the king's own daughter. Unfortunately, the king grew very sick shortly after t...
The moon bathed the world in silver as a faint breeze blew through the open window. Seven white candles burned around the circle drawn on the wooden floor in chalk. A figure in a black robe knelt, lighting the eighth candle at the center. The scent of eucalyptus was strong in the air, along with sage and lavender. Somewhere, an owl screeched in the night. T...
Several authors are coming out with stories based on the various versions of "Maggie May" or "Maggie Mae." The story titles will be: "Maggie May - author's pseudonym" e.g. "Maggie Mae -- DGH" This is my third semi-annual "invitational." The initial one was based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." The second used the Marty Robbins El Paso t...
We had only met a month ago when we bumped into each other outside of the bookstore at the university. I was walking one way and looking another when I slammed into a solid wall of chest. I had to look up with my head tilted up high to see his face. Tall, at least 6'3, tan, with one of those crooked sideways grins that always makes me blush to my toes. Dark...