Best enjoyed if you read the earlier sections, at least Part One. ***** There was a bit of quiet after the boys left, the sound of their trucks starting and then heading down the driveway. I heard Jim locking the front door, turning off the lights before making his way to the back of the house. I stood, leaning against the side of the bedroom doorway, wai...
*14th June* I was sitting in my office in Park Street. It had been a quiet day and I had sent my secretary home early. Listening to a basketball game on the radio, my attention was broken as I heard a sharp tap on the door. Turning the radio off, I called that it was open, and to come on in. "Mr. Bridges, Zack Bridges?" "That's what it say's on the door!...
The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. There are two nudist beaches in our district. Both are fairly difficult to get at, very stony and w...
My still very attractive wife of thirty two years has a habit of penciling out on a piece of throw away paper, the message she intends to send via birthday or thank you card. She then edits this written message on that piece of throw away paper before writing in ink, her final version on the actual intended card. Invariably she asks me also to edit her pen...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: "Winning the Blonde Goddess" is a joint literary effort. I joined forces with an author named Schlank to create this story. If you like this story, she should get part of the credit. As always, if you have any suggestions to improve the story, please click on my name, and e-mail me your suggestions. . . . . . . My name is Scott Alexander,...
For those with a forgiving nature. Stop reading NOW! Thank you XTCH for the proof reading, bullshit filtering and grammar lessons. ++++++++++++++++++++++ Of all the rotten luck. Or was it an act of fate? I'd only just arrived at the motel, not five minutes before in fact. After months of being talked into it and weeks of battling my own conscience, I w...
Kinship Texas. Population 2021. Same as the year. A quiet little one horse town, unless you count the Harley's. At one time it was a bustling little community of small family owned businesses. Surrounding a large Aviation parts manufacturer it kept the locals fed and clothed. Over a hundred years earlier there used to be ranches and farms. One horse per...
Mark spent the next year traveling. He would spend a week or so, maybe more in a city. Tiring of motels and hotels he finally purchased a large RV, a class "A" model and used it as his mobile domicile. He would drive to a new city, find a good RV park, rent a car and then explore. He visited museums and parks. He attended ball games of every sort. Profession...
Silvertree Chronicles Book One, Chapter 23, The World Awaits (Enhanced Edition) Synopsis: The life of Eldar Silvertree from graduation at the prestigious Elven Academy and desire to leave it behind; only to return full circle to shake Elven Society to the core. ***Inspired by multiple fantasy environments. Not endorsed by any of them. © EmotionalStorm Apri...
Edited by: Pat & Arthur A long and bumpy road to love. **** CHAPTER 1 It was a day I'll never forget. I had gone into my parents' bedroom to look for something. I don't remember what I was looking for, but I remember what I found. There was a wooden box in the bottom drawer of my mother's vanity, hidden under some of her things. Inside there was a p...