Climbing into the Blazer in the early afternoon, broad daylight, was nerve racking enough, on lookers, witnesses everywhere, he picked me up in the parking lot at the Wal-Mart near his house, less than a minute away. This was the routine, ours anyway, I parked in one place, and he picked me up and took me to another. It had been a few years, since we made it...
Missy Anne's husband, was away on yet more business, and she had a whole weekend to herself. She got up in the morning, and after bathing, she decided to wear her red satin Basque, and stockings, which had been imported from Paris, France. On top of this she wore her riding skirt and jacket. She had decided to have a ride around the plantation, and see if...
Making the move to small-town Michigan turned out to be far easier for my wife than for me. While they intimated that refusing the move would have been a career-limiting choice for me, my employer was helpful enough to help find employment for my wife. As it turns out, she was enjoying her job and making friends far easier than we both thought she would. Lif...
I heard the unmistakable pop-up notification alert of Facebook Messenger. This was enough to pry me away briefly from the football I was watching on my TV. The initial excitement and over-riding thought of that notification was, at least back then, was the prospect of an attractive girl randomly popping up and messaging me. It wasn't something that happened...
CHAPTER 1 Walt Allen had a beer belly and bad breath and long hair waved from out of his ears but his nose was hair-free at the nostrils. Walt's genial manner and fairly constant smile were in his favor and being a multi-millionaire meant, to use Walt's own words, he didn't have to care a fuck what other people thought of him. Four hundred and forty-two pe...
Only six o'clock and the day was already hot. I drove in another nail, keeping my mind on the goal. That goal was to finish before she came out of the house. This was my third day on the project and the routine was always the same. She would come out and tease me senseless. She asked me to build a shed. The lady was the boss, so I agreed to build a shed for...
Cora worked seven days a week, eight hours a day, every day but Sunday. Sunday was an easy day because all she had to do was feed the animals. Everyday was long but with the help she had she didn't mind. She would wake up at six every morning, be at the farm by seven, work her butt off until about three or four in the afternoon, and then she was granted he...
AND ONE Hi. I'm Rachel. You've already met Jane, right? My story is similar to hers. I'm Latina, five foot five, one hundred pounds, dark hair, dark eyes, cute; at least that's what the boys say. Normal, from a normal family, just like her. I got into it the same way she did. Latin television is full of tied up women; must be the macho thing. I really got...
Sometimes, no matter how much you love and respect your relatives, you should just say, "Are you crazy?" and run like the wind. Instead, I had said Okay. As a reward, I was now lying someplace dark as pitch, in funny-smelling dirt, on Halloween, with a guy who obviously had excruciatingly bad taste in friends. My head felt like a small elephant was sitting...
We rolled off the two-lane into the driveway about an hour down the road from the truck stop and pulled up next to the beat up old Cherokee that we both knew well. Jim walked up and greeted me just outside my door as Kate slipped from the passenger side to get a similar embrace from JoAnne. They walked us inside for a beer and to catch up a bit. It had been...