[Note: Mother Debbie, the famous advisor of cuckold husbands, is the creation of CDE. He has generously let me borrow her in order to help a young woman in need. Thanks CDE!] Hello, out there in Internet Land. This is Mother Debbie, again. In my little corner of the World Wide Web, I'm your sounding board, advisor and provider of motherly advice to those mo...
The night was warm and unusually quiet on the day she was born. Her mother held her in pale arms as her violet eyes looked up to the man she called "husband". "Isis.. How could you?" The man asked. His voice thick with conviction. The snowy haired female let out a soft sigh as her violet gaze returned to that of her newborn daughter. "I-I'm sorry Xander." Sh...
The limousine pulled up to the exclusive Hotel Lord Byron in Rome. Natasha was gazing out the window at the once patrician villa when a short balding man in a sharply tailored black suit practically dashed to open her door, even before Alejandro could get out of the car and open the door for her. Reaching inside he handed Natasha out of the plush leather in...
There are never any secrets. Not ever. Not in a large or small community. People are spies by nature. Sister Agnes had caught Father Pete having sex with Meggan. It was their sin and didn't Jesus die for all our sins? Weren't they all washed away by His blood? Sister Agnes younger sister had gotten married to a young strong bull of a Lithuanian, a police o...
The holidays are always chaotic and sometimes even a disaster. Lots of cooking, family gatherings and always a new child screaming about playing tag with all the other rug rats. Red wine stains on the white carpet, and uncles who couldn't maintain their liqueur intake. Usually passing out in the most inconvenient places, like the only bathroom or a nosedive...
Her name is Cay and this story is about her. She'd been a student in my class for three months before I ever heard her voice. I blame myself for not noticing her earlier. At the time I was drained of spirit, uninspired to teach thirty little high school brats that were more interested in their follower count than their GPA. Even in a boarding school as pre...
I am sitting here in the light waiting for it to begin. It must be soon, but I feel nothing yet except the pain of loss. It has been many years now that I have kept the darkness at bay, but now the time has come when it must soon engulf me, and I shall not be sorry. My grandmother told me that in nineteen forty four, with my father away in the army, my mot...
I spent Friday afternoon with Cassandra. She was a good friend and one who had been single again for the last few years was leading an active social life. She was a close friend and one who I could confide in with confidence and she seemed to regard me the same way. 1. We sat at an out door café and were enjoying a cup of coffee. We had done some serious s...
I was setting at home last Saturday when I got a call from my nephew Jason around 5 or so. He asked if it was ok for him, his girlfriend Lisa, and her 18-year-old bother Ryan to come over that night. After the last get together at the cottage, I was sure he was up to something. I ask him what he had in mind. He tells me that they have something to announce t...
Dear Readers! This story is written in the first and second person's perspective. Irox is the first person and Gam is the second. This chapter is more about Irox and her childhood. She is cold to the evil persons while she is warm to the good persons, just like Gam. I'll warn the sensitive persons for some torture scenes. The next chapter will be in the thi...