Thank you to those who are following this story. A couple of chapters to go. Again I would like to thank Estragon for editing this story and making it a much better read. * I would like to go back and repeat some of the things I have mentioned previously. My name is Bud Brown. I'm sitting here in the church office and reflecting on my life. I was married...
Laura's Story: I stand in front of my mirror, staring wonderingly at me. I am as I've always been, if the image is to be believed. I'm still 5'5" tall; I have the same shoulder-length brunette hair, and green eyes. My complexion is still creamy smooth, though I'll be thirty years old this Fall. Those faint little freckles are still there across the bridge o...
Author's note - This is a work of fiction. The characters are of my own invention and I created them all above the legal age of consent. Also, no animals were harmed during the writing of this story. *** Allen squinted at the labels on the plastic prescription bottles. Pathetic, he thought. Not a lethal dose of anything in the stubby amber containers. Ther...
Part 3. Ruth and Ben. The four of us sat around Sharon's kitchen table working out our new routine for the coming week. A couple of days had passed since the first session and yesterday had me flat out on my sofa recovering from our little adventure. Angie, as usual, was in charge and taking notes. "Alright," she said, calling us to order, "Here's what I'...
When Lyndsay's mother got back from New York, Lyndsay spoke to her mother about me and Julie moving in with them. Mrs. Brie had already met me, and thought that I was perfect for her daughter. She seemed to think I was a good influence on her or something. She seemed thrilled at the prospect of me moving in, and becoming a more significant part of Lyndsay's...
Readers, this is 100 percent fiction, although written in the first person. Just enjoy the fantasy. ***** Finally. Graduated. Class of 1978. 18 years old and ready to get away from home for good. Religiously oppressive mother and wimpy father have made my 18 years in that den very miserable. Enough said about home. At least for now. I could never do enoug...
It was some relatives' twenty-fifth wedding celebration. A sit down meal, followed by a disco and dancing till late. Mary was gossiping to all her relatives, so I was a bit out of things -- until Rachael hove into my realm. Rachael was a middle aged good looker, distant relative of some sort. She was a little bit drunk, and feeling chatty. So I chatted her...
Author's note: This episode of an extended romantic memoir includes mature and group sex, and cheating, and incest, and tragedy. The tale is probably fairly fictional. All sexual acts involve conscious humans of age 18+. Views expressed are not necessarily the author's. You do not NEED to read the previous two episodes (BEFORE RUTH and COMING FAST), but it...
Dear readers, this is Part 5 of this story. If you are new to this tale I suggest reading parts 1 to 4 first. Please enjoy. ***** The late afternoon sun in the western prairie sky illuminated the inside of the cab, brilliantly lighting up the face of the girl driving. Jane had been at the wheel from Swift Current, driving across most of Alberta. They had...
CHAPTER 1 Todd Hamilton was one of those unruly-haired guys in dirty T-shirt and jeans that appeared salvaged from a trash bin. Todd's father Bert owned and operated Hamilton Lawn Care Services and except in emergencies his son didn't mow but Tom sat in the office early evenings and arranged rosters, mowing schedules and sent out accounts and receipted pay...