Marge and Jeff were on their seventh cruise in the Caribbean. Marge was thirty-eight and Jeff was forty. They had been together for eighteen years and enjoined sailing on cruise lines in the Caribbean. They liked the warm climate, the warm water, and meeting new friends. They tried to sail every year just to be together and have a little romance. They lived...
Departing from my usual venue, I've decided to write a tale of infidelity, revenge and consequences in several parts. There is a "loving wife," Guinevere, and a betrayed husband, Arthur Pendragon. It's based on legends of King Arthur and on my own historical research. I hope it will appeal to a additional and all types of readers although I suppose my stalke...
When I answered the door, I was not surprised to see my wife of 8 years standing there. She sure was looking fine. She had straightened out her naturally frizzy dirty blonde hair. It glistened and shone around her head like a halo. She knew this was my favorite. She had gone to a lot of trouble to look her best for me. She looked up at me hopefully and said...
It was winter break, my sophomore year of college. The semester had been brutal for me, I had hardly had time to finish my schoolwork, much less worry about partying or getting laid like the majority of my fellow students. In fact all semester I had been known as the tall skinny kid with thick glasses who spent all of his time in the library. I had barely ev...
They were lying next to each other on the cabin roof, sunning themselves. A radio played light classical music beside them. Joe and Ken were aft in the cockpit, chatting. Joe had hoisted the big genoa and the Kate had a bone in her teeth, the occasional splash of spray cooling the two women. "Hazel?" "Mmm?" "Can I ask you a very personal question?" Hazel...
There were two Misses Coles: Miss Lynette and Miss Lorraine. According to Sidney, who was their gardener before me, Miss Lynette was briefly Mrs Haysham. But the marriage was rather short lived. It seems that Mr Haysham, an up-and-coming solicitor, preferred the company of handsome young men. 'I reckon he just had his eye on Miss Lynette's money,' Sidney sai...
Katria woke up to the gray light of dawn, the beginning of her new life in Paradise. She heard the ocean lapping at the sand out the open window, the wind rustling the weeping willow and beach grass. She was about to close her eyes and fall back to sleep, when she heard the quiet rustle of sheets and a moment later, a low rumble-of-a-sigh. She froze, knowing...
The story might seem slow to build up, but hopefully the reader will be satisfied by the end. Please note that it shifts back and forward between times. ***** It's a windy day in June, 1956. The clouds chase across the sky as a woman walks among the rows of crosses in the American war cemetery in Colleville-sur-Mer, Normandy. Next to her is a boy, about el...
The story of the Gorgons has been told in so many ways like most legends and myths. They were beautiful maidens, in service to Athena or Hera. They were wise and nurturing to all: to the rich, the poor, the wise, and the foolish. It's been said they were all blessed by Mother Gaia. The usual story is that Poseidon was infatuated with such beauties. Like his...
This is a Earth Day contest story. Please vote. * A modern man returns to his pioneering roots to celebrate Earth Day. "What's all this?" Joan looked at the pile of camping equipment strewn all over the living room carpet, before looking at her husband with horror. "Are we going camping again? Please tell me we're not going camping." With her dark brown e...