Editor's note: this story contains scenes of incest or incest content. ***** When my stepmother accepted a job in Europe just after my graduation from high school, I was sent to live with her brother, my step-uncle. This wasn't a bad thing. A new city meant a new start. And I could use a fresh beginning. I was never popular at all. I hadn't had a real frie...
I would like to thank GeekGirlie for doing a great job of editing this story. She made the text fit the voices we all have in our head for these characters. Chapter 1: Shipwrecked "Better get a move on, little buddy. We need to finish the roof on the hut before dark. I don't like the looks of the storm clouds," the Skipper said, staring off into the dista...
On a hot rainy, late summer afternoon, Bob and Chris headed out for their yearly vacation. It was their annual get reacquainted, visit family and old friend jaunt over a large part of the countryside. It had been a harder year than most and they really needed this time. Bob had, had to search for a new job twice when the computer companies he'd worked for we...
It has been about a year since my husband, Art, passed away. Often, I think of his generous nature that brought much happiness in to my life and my friend Rose's life. Specifically, he encouraged us to share our lives with younger men. I dare say that few men are as magnanimous as Art. I'm Myrna, 53 years old, 5 ft 10 in, 130 lb, blue eyes, and brown hair;...
***Disclaimer: All characters in this story are at least 18 years of age.*** ***** "Wake up!" yells Corina as she walks into her son's room. "I guess he's tired from going out with his friends last night. Well, I shouldn't be too hard on him, it is his 18th birthday after all." thinks Corina. She walks over to her son's bed and yanks the covers off of him....
'To hell with it, and to hell with you too,' I yelled, hearing an edge of hysteria in my voice. 'I'll fucking decide what sort of day I need. The sort of day I need is one where I wake up and my fucking leg's where it ought to be and I don't get assholes asking me to choose the prosthesis I like best. Now fuck off and die.' I threw the phone at the wall and...
Hello, you naughty girls and boys! Now it's time for the next, much anticipated chapter of Lacey and Steve! The two are getting closer together and Lacey has invited Steve over. And this time it isn't the park or an ice cream shop. What could Lacey be planning this time? Steve is eager to find out. ***** Steve rang the doorbell and waited, if not patientl...
With the fence done and our schedules fairly open Jill and I fell back into the routine we'd been keeping earlier that summer; she'd be out gardening in the back of the yard and I'd take care of whatever needed doing. I decided to finish up the outside of the pool house. And that's how we spent the next day and the several following. I was surprised to hav...
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Fred couldn't remember how he got into the city the next morning. In fact when he realised he was in the city he couldn't remember waking up, getting dressed, having breakfast and getting into the car. He even glanced down guiltily to make sure he was dressed. He had gone to the city, he decided, because it was about the time he usually went there. He tried...