With heartfelt thanks to Bill Kipling Jack Bateman sat in his den. His blue eyes were unfocused as he stared at the TV screen. The local news broadcast was white noise to him, a murmuring backdrop to his thoughts. The glass of Pilsener stood ignored beside his chair, the remote control lay forgotten in his hand. He had seen her today. When amongst people,...
Tina and Cathy were relaxing on their loungers, watching Sean towel off on the dock after a morning swim. He had grown a lot in his senior year of high school and his athletics showed in the broad shoulders and flat stomach. Cathy said to her older sister, "He is growing into a man very fast. What about a girlfriend?" Tina looked over at her and said, "G...
Chapter 27* "Why are you calling me this early in the damn morning?" Lena's sleepy voice came across as muffled and exhausted. "I have more Christmas shopping to do!" Alex groaned as she struggled with the Keurig. Nothing was cooperating this morning. She had so much to do, and no time to do it! The last thing she needed was a ten minute argument with a...
Most of the mail I get is ordinary. Number ten sized business envelopes, white, with an address label affixed and a return address. A few have unusual stamps but most have the Liberty Bell stamp in the corner or a thing that says they sent so many of these letters that they got a special price. I average maybe twenty letters a day in my mail box. Mostly ordi...
PRELUDE Shannon's body moved slowly in the seat, responding to every little touch, each caress. She didn't know which was the slowest...his mouth exploring the inside of her trembling thighs as it moved up from her knees or the excruciatingly slow descent of her soaked thong being drawn down her legs. When they met half way he didn't ignore either one. In...
I'm a lucky guy. An incredibly lucky guy, in fact. My name is Paul. I'm 24 years old, just finished with university last year, and already well on my way into a successful career making good money for a firm in the big city. Lucky in that regard, sure, but probably luckiEST in that I am married to the most beautiful girl in the world. Jami and I met while in...
Fat Margaret! It was a name that Maggie Wilson had been running from for most of her life. It had certainly had positive effects; she knew that. After all, she would think to herself, 'Look at me now!' And her reverie was true, looking at her currently meant that the name 'Fat Margaret' didn't make sense at all. It had been the brain child of her Uncle Clar...
Once more I stood in the shower, thinking about, longing for, craving sleep. I kept my eyes closed and tried to empty my mind, to clear all of the unfinished processes that kept buzzing up there. I felt the warm, almost hot, water caress my body and sooth the pain I felt in my muscles and joints. Warm water almost felt like the caress of another person's han...
"Can you tell me how he is? Will he be alright?" Stephen was driving a bit too quickly down the road, with Grace in the passenger seat. Shortly after receiving his mother's call, they fully dressed and were out the door, making the short trip out to the hospital. "He's.. in a lot of pain," said Grace, slowly, with a fearful expression on her face. "Is he...
PROLOGUE I had always had a soft spot for Karen. She was my wife's sixty-two year old, maternal aunt. She was single, stood about 5 foot six and had a nice figure, which she never flaunted, but it showed through in the conservative style of clothing she wore. I had only ever seen her in jeans once and she had quite a cute behind. Her breasts were of a...