Chrystal Baumgartner lay comfortably naked on the thick cushion in Dean Tolliver's inner office. Her wrists were cuffed to one end and her ankles to the sides of the other. The Dean had managed to catch her at the end of the day when most of her work was finished and told her to come with him, that she had something he wanted. She responded with a shrug and...
I was fifteen when I started babysitting for the Baumgartners. They had two kids. Henry and Janie were four and five that first time I sat in their living room eating pizza with them and watching "Lilo and Stitch" until they both conked out on the floor, their greasy faces smearing their mom's white carpet. I loved babysitting for them—Mr. Baumgartner ("Ca...
Life never unfolds the way we want, the way we expect. No matter how careful we plan, no matter how logical our decisions are, life has a way of grabbing a man by the gonads and squeezing. Mathew was comfortable in his solitude; he never expected it to be so nice. His wife had gotten bored years before the divorce was final, the kids were off to college and...
So many have asked for a continuation of the Baumgartner series, and I never thought I'd go there, but something about them kept coming back to me... so here it is. Perhaps not quite as you imagined, but this is what interested me about them... so fasten your seatbelts and lets go for a ride... -------- "Sounds to me like you just want to have your cake an...
A light breeze knocked the leaves off the big oaks and maples that grew in the central quad of Benthamsthwaite College as Chrystal Baumgartner pedaled her bike down the walk and toward the faculty housing. She pulled up in front of her aunt and uncle's brick cottage and went inside. Before she could climb the stairs to her bedroom, she heard her aunt's voice...
When I came back in the house, Henry and Janie were fighting over the X-Box controller, remains of lunch (peanut butter and jelly, looked like) still smeared on their faces. The air conditioning was on, and it was very cool compared to outside—I actually got goosebumps within minutes of walking in the door. "Where's your mom and dad?" I asked. Janie looke...
I sat in the spacious office with the gigantic walnut desk separating me from Darla Worthington, President of Armstrong Industries. I was sweating bullets, being 53 years old and out of work for the past six months. I had to have a job fast, or I would soon be on food stamps. I nervously watched Ms. Worthington slip through the pages of the rather large fol...
If you're going to take the trouble to read this, please vote. And more importantly, comment. I'm a comment whore * Chrystal pulled open the overly dramatic iron-bound oak doors at the bottom of the concealed staircase and entered the room. As usual it was warm and balmy in the Faculty Club basement, the air scented with something like cinnamon and somethi...
To understand why the decorated Christmas tree was so out-of-place it is important to have a visual picture of where the Christmas tree was. The road leading to Bishop from Mammoth Lakes can be beautiful and austere at the same time. Mammoth Lakes is at 7,600 feet and Bishop is 4,600 feet. The drive "down" takes about 30 minutes and takes you through mostly...
Note: No sex in this first chapter – just an introduction of our players... Enjoy the continuing Baumgartner saga...! -------------------- Prologue I don't know if I would go so far as to say that every man should at some point in his young life be under the tutelage of an older woman, but I do know that if I could go back in time, I wouldn't even conside...