I pushed the buzzer and waited in the doorway. "Yes?" came a soft, tentative voice through the tinny speaker. "Delia," I said rather sharply, "It's your Aunt Penny to visit you." "Oh, dear, Aunt Penny." I could hear the fluster in my niece's voice. Then silence. I waited a beat or two. Nothing. "Well, Delia, may I come up?" I asked with a slight edge. "O...
Rene retired to his room, a ramshackle structure roofed over with asbestos sheets. He was preparing to stretch himself on the cot when he heard the sound of someone sluicing water into a tub in the next room. The room next was apparently the bathroom, and the plywood partition that separated the rooms was full of cracks and holes. Rene looked through some of...
Kim turned Tommy every which way but loose before they finally went to sleep, but that didn't stop the young man from getting up early the next morning. He really didn't have any choice. He had a morning class at the dojo and couldn't be late, not if he was going to make the dojo pay. He got out of bed, showered, dressed and went out to the kitchen. He'd jus...
Aunt Ethel This story starts out when having kids out of wedlock wasn't common, when there was no Internet, GPS, or iPhones, when sex education was not taught in school, when abortion was normally back-alley, when being "queer" was never talked about except with hush-hush "well you know" comments, when birth control was – except for using condoms and diaphr...
This story is a continuation of the previous four stories. Just as in the first four stories, this story and all of its characters are entirely fictional. Read it at your own risk. Either choose to enjoy it or quit reading it. * The next morning when we woke up, my mind was still occupied with wondering just how Barb had got Jody to change into the outfit,...
Thanks a lot to techsan who edited the story pretty quickly and turned it into a better one. * Chapter Eleven Two weeks later Chris had paid a few more visits to Anna's house which was in an order now and they were ready to go. Chris had sent some suitcases and things like Angela's crib beforehand because there wasn't enough space in the car. The journe...
Passion in James County XV: Ben and Nancy Chapter seven "You want to come over to my place for dinner tonight?" Tosha asked Ben when they ran into each other in the hall between classes one day a few weeks after the night she'd invited him over for dinner. She grinned. "Maybe we'll even get to eat this time." "I'm sorry, Tosha, I can't tonight," Ben repli...
My name is Susan Mitchell, and my story is true. That is seems wild and incoherent I am aware, however it's truthfulness remains, for this is what has happened... no, what IS happening to me. To tell myself that it is over would be a joke. I know that door will open soon, when it does I may never be able to write again, so getting down my story now is impera...
Authors Note: This story was inspired by several people. The first and hence most important person is Jeri Ryan. She plays the role of the Aunt in this story, and just to warn you, it gets hard. I use the word hard in reference to my own sliding scale, so it may not turn out to be as hard as you are used to. This is my first story with a theme of control/ra...
Part 1-'The Beginning' This is the true story of a shy reclusive young women waking up to real life and finding the enjoyments of life with the help of her Aunt Val. Written by me, Connie! This is the first part of a 4 part series. Please read them all. Let me get this out of the way first thing. I was not a pretty girl; at least I didn't think so. I consi...