The long weekend finally arrived and after Julia, Barb and I had a quick dinner with Sam, the three of us plus Rebecca departed to spend the holiday up on the farm, “The Haven”. I had borrowed a baby’s travel seat for Rebecca and she and Julia were happily exchanging baby talk in the back seat as we cruised up the highway. A couple of hours after we left the...
Another glorious day in Acropolis City... until, without warning, disaster strikes! It could be a fire, a bank robbery, a collapsing building, or something stranger. But even in the most hair-raising situations, the citizens of this fair city are confident that whenever the average cop on the beat can't handle matters, an amazing (and, often, quite sexy) ind...
It was late Saturday evening when J.D. and I pulled up in front of the barns at the Lazy K. We didn’t waste any time getting the horses unloaded. After walking them around to limber up their tired legs, we put them in adjoining stalls with plenty of water and feed. “She’s beautiful, isn’t she?” I commented to my grandfather, standing at Indian Summer’s stal...
This story was written as a gift for a friend, and is used by permission. At the time of this story, Penny & other characters are all 19 or older. It was two am, and the rain was pelting down. It was, in fact, a dark and stormy night, though the sodden figure on the side of the I-5 wouldn't have cared one way or the other about the cliché. There was littl...
The axe strikes true and violent. Swung with all his strength it buries its hungry head deep. A sharp sick 'thwack' echoes through the yard. A slight breeze brings the promise of winter with it. Denied on the verandah the sun makes puddles of warm air and she sits, contentedly taking a mouthful of cold beer. Stretching, her toes bask in the warm sunlight an...
Bill and Joy Jones was a happily married young couple, living on a small farm that had been in his family for over a hundred years. They were America’s idea of the perfect couple. Both were 25 years old, very good looking, and just made for each other. They met in college and when they graduated they married and set about creating the good life. She was a t...
After being poked and prodded, giving up blood, sperm and DNA samples I was directed to a solid oak door. The smell of wax and old wood filled the air. I opened the door on a room cast in shadow, lit only by a guttering oil lamp on a table in one corner. A low step stool, a ceramic pitcher and basin were the only other furnishings. In front of me was the rea...
Author's Note: This is my first foray into Centaurs, so let me know what you think. If people like it, I'll definitely write up some of me other Centaur ideas. ***** After what seemed like an age, it was finally springtime in the valley. The last of the cold winds had blown, and the snow-capped mountains had only a small tip of white on their tall peaks....
Donna was overjoyed with her first horse. She had been begging and borrowing rides for a couple of years now, and taking lessons whenever she could afford it. A nice bonus at work finally enabled her to look for her very own horse. Through her sister, she heard of a neighbor who occasionally sold horses, and before long she had settled on a little bay mare c...
I was silently fuming as Marina worked the kinks from my lower back. Her oil slick palms and roughly digging fingertips worked the tension out slowly. The room was scented a deeply, rich with lavender and dragons breath from the incense burner cradled on a low bench in front of the massage table. I expelled a short “ugh” as Marina continued deeply stroking m...