Chapter One -- The Apple Thief Danka Siluckt woke up before sunrise, as always. She carefully got out of her bed to avoid disturbing her younger sister, Katrínckta. She cast her sibling a resentful look, irritated that Katrínckta got to sleep in most days, a privilege she couldn't ever remember having. Danka stumbled around in the dark, trying to grope fo...
Several female readers have so graciously complimented my submitted stories, but one in particular really got me thinking. She applauded my written works, but added 'the only way they could be better for me is if they had been written from a woman's point of view – that way I could easily picture myself in the story'. My original plan was to submit only stor...
Ava stretched up to string lights around the top of her flimsy, charley-brown Christmas tree. A man would be helpful at this moment, but that's wasn't in the cards this Christmas. She sighed as she took a step back and to look her little tree up and down -- not bad for having done it alone. As she sunk down into the couch, she felt -- intensely -- her single...
Glenside could be described as the perfect neighbourhood. It's the kind of neat suburban community where everyone likes to fit in, and everyone knows what's expected of them. So, when a house becomes vacant, there's always a feeling of trepidation about who the new occupants might be, and whether they'll be 'one of us'. It's particularly unsettling when ne...
SAM It was a cold wet day at the plant fair. We were indoors though, so business was still good and we were doing a brisk trade. In fact we were doing so well that I was wondering if I should ask Jill to bring in the last stock left in the van. I was running over the time we had left against the time to bring in the stock from two streets away and the likel...
I was staying at my camp for the week as I had contractors working on it. On Thursday, I had lost track of time and finally looked at my cell phone at six. I had missed a text from my wife at four telling me to meet her at Smitty's, she was coming out for the night. Smitty's is a little hole in the wall bar out in the country about halfway between our camp a...
Dan felt the familiar tingle as he walked down the street. First there was the pub, then the little cafe with its pretty tables and the stationery store. And then the green door. The one he'd walked through many times but always got the wonderful, knot of expectation in his stomach. Looking straight ahead, he pushed it open and walked through. Once inside,...
The following story is fiction and does not describe any real person or situation in particular. All characters are at least eighteen. This is the third chapter to a series based on a very flexible girl in the high school color guard and her college age instructor. I encourage everyone to read parts 1 and 2 before reading this chapter. Nice or constructive c...
December 14, 1987 Single, middle-aged and bespectacled Angelina Lione may look the part of the prim, proper and sexually repressed, buttoned-up bibliothec, but she's most definitely NOT your father's librarian -- at least not while in a lover's company. Blessed with a ravenous and unquenchable sexual appetite, Angelina's orgasms are so intense that she ofte...
My apologies for the delay in getting this chapter out way later than expected. With Covid, stuff really got turned around. I hope you enjoy this chapter and more to come. Thanks for sticking with me, y'all make writing these more enjoyable. Chapter 5. ** "I can't believe there's only 2 weeks of school left!" "It's crazy," said James, "it's almost sca...