Thanks to all who leave meaningful feedback, and a special thanks to those who email suggestions. Arthur Leo Owens: "And I've tried to get over you darling, by falling in love with the wine. But how can I get you out of my heart, when I can't get you off of my mind?" + + + Sometimes it's not the simplicity of a question, it's how out of character the ques...
Authors note: For those of you following this story, I had originally described the website when Meagan first discovered it, and again when Todd and Meagan explored it together. I realized the problem when I was trying to describe the file sharing experience. I typically visit the site from my phone, for convenience mostly since my laptop cooperates when i...
My apologies for the delay between chapters. I write when I travel; flight delays and nights in the hotel are a particularly good time. However my travel over the past couple of months was down a bit, but now I'm back; for those who sent notes hoping I'd continue, please rest assured that when I get tired of writing this story I will write one more chapter t...
Author's note: This story is a continuation of "Poolside: Ch. 04, Pt. 3" which was intended to be the conclusion for Chapter 4. Immediately below are the final two paragraphs of Ch. 04, Pt. 3, showing how I planned to end this series a decade ago. ~~~~~~~~ Katrina grinned, then got into her car, backed out, waved, and drove away. I watched her car until it...
Authors Note: Writing this on a whim on a fantasy that came into my head while discovering the personal lives of some porn stars via Twitter... * "What do you mean he can't get it up?" Nick lowered his voice as he noticed curious eyes. For the third time that day, he grabbed the reluctant PA who teetered beside him with a yelp, dragging her behind the fak...
Author's Note: I fully realize that the laws for child custody and adoption are much more complex than represented here. The real laws are frequently counter-productive and in many cases provide less support for children -- rather than more. Several people have suggested that I change the time of the story back to when the bureaucracy was smaller -- but for...
I am REALLY sorry about how long it has taken to get this next part up online. I know so many people have mailed me, asking for more, but things have really been tough recently (life's like that sometimes) and I've not had much time on my hands for anything, let alone writing. Still, here it is, I hope you like it and I will try and be a little quicker with...
Switzerland - 1955 . . . 10 years with Rolf/Heidi Wilhelm's tears fell on cheeks bruised and bloodied. His father held him close as his mother ran her fingers through his muddy hair. "Father please," he begged, pulling himself away to gaze into the eyes of the man he admired and loved. He looked to his mother, hoping she would help him sway his father's dec...
At half past two on a sunny afternoon the four teens departed the city, heading for a campground located on the south fork of the Snoqualmie River. Known as Tinkham, the camping spot was 40 minutes outside of Seattle - a straight shot down Interstate 90 before reaching exit 42. With only two days left of their two-week trip, the four teens had decided to s...
Author's Note: Apologies to those who have found my work-in-progress for the lengthy lapses between chapters. While I would rather spend my time with Amber, Sam and their families I find that life continues its relentless tug on my available energies. There is at least one more chapter waiting; hopefully it will emerge sooner than the last two. Thank you for...