Copyright (c) 2020 Ada Stuart, All Rights Reserved. This work may not be published whether for fee or free without this copyright. A special thanks goes to AussieGuy52 for editing this story. ***** Weekend boat ride Friday afternoon, Chloe hurried down to the harbour. She had barely remembered locking her car after parking, and now she headed straight f...
She was a simple peasant girl. She had a pleasant bosom. Not too small to resemble a buy nor too large to be udders on a cow. They were average, but just right on her frame. Nothing on her looked out of place. Her eyes were a bright blue, her hair a gentle brown, not too light or dark, often teased into a single braid that would hang over her shoulder. She t...
At first there was confusion. Those who heard my tale found it strange to juxtapose dreaming and waking, ancient times with modern day. They felt it strange to extract deep, philosophical truths from such a noisome rabble as ducks on a pond. There seemed no place for lyrical prose amidst every day living. What was Malachi's task? Did he come to observe a br...
The following is a plan for a neoPagan wedding celebration. It is based upon the one I wrote for me and my wife when her exhusband drug his heels enough that their divorce was obviously not going to be final by the time that we'd scheduled the wedding. So, we had a celebration *of* our marriage as opposed to the marriage itself. I figured he'd screwed up his...
Chapter 5: Millie "That's Millie's car," Ed said as we pulled into the drive on Friday afternoon. "Shit!" I exclaimed. Mildred Hawley was Jen's older sister. We had never gotten along. All the time Jen and I were dating, Millie tried to break us up. It was obvious that she didn't think I was good enough for her sister. And when she found out we were having...
...I smiled at the computer screen as I typed my reply, "well yes, they are big, light, pink nipples that love to be sucked." The erotic banter in this chat was heating up. As I eagerly awaited the next volley of naughty thoughts that would propel me down that slippery slope, I was interrupted by a text message from hubby. ~~Just said yes to Mike & Kathleen...
I wasn't in any hurry to get to Wenatchee. My friend Isabel would still be awake no matter how late it was; she was a raging insomniac. She did most of her baking and laundry in the middle of the night. Weekends with her generally exhausted me so I knew any idea of rest was out of the question. Still, I loved seeing her. We'd been friends since high school a...
Lydia Davis was a self-employed Marketing Executive. She had built her small business into a multi-million dollar company in just three years. She had put a lot of effort and hard work into it. However, she lacked someone to share it with. Her longing to be loved had been pushed to the back of her mind. However, sometimes when she looked in the mirror...sh...
In defense of the activities in this installment I have to tell you that the idea came to me in a dream. In it, a good friend of mine (who sometimes appears in these stories as Julia), was reviewing my writing. She insisted - as if any moron could see - that this just had to be the theme for my next chapter. My wildest fantasies had never considered this act...
"You catch anything?" K'lorn asked. He was doing a poor job of hiding his frustration with the latest trip to Terra. It was obvious from the way his dorsal spines were fluttering and his normally green skin was brightening to a vivid aquamarine. "This sucks. Are you sure they really eat this stuff? Seems kinda gross." K'lorn was referring to the bait he was...