Author's Note: This story is based on the premise of the movie Groundhog Day. Some comments have expressed worry that this series could go on forever. It won't. This is part 4 of 6. The story should end in less than two weeks. I was going to split this part up, but decided against it. I shortened it a little instead. I have read the comments and have taken s...
[Author's Note: Sorry for the delay in posting this chapter--I had an emergency to deal with.] I spent the rest of the session trying to calm and reassure Leanne. "Mark doesn't strike me as a particularly rash person. He's obviously very upset, but I don't think he'll get on a plane and just disappear. It's much more likely that he's still in town, and th...
Two years after striking my deal with Hank Marsha, Hank's secretary, called me in a panic. She had gone into Hank's office and found him face down on his desk and she couldn't get him to respond. I told her to call 911 and I rushed over to his office. I felt for a pulse, but couldn't find one and I got him on the floor and started doing CPR on him and I kept...
Tom tugged on the collar of his coat in a vain attempt to thwart the relentless wind. He braced himself to turn the corner and head directly into it. Once he did the ice crystals hiding in the snow bit him like razors. Since he had to hold his hat on his head anyway, he was able to use his arms to help protect his face. The roads were basically deserted. The...
This is a story that occurred to me when on holiday in the DR earlier this year. It was a fantasy I played with my partner, but we stopped short of actually propositioning the girl in question. If anyone wants to correct my Spanish, please feel free, but just remember that this is Dominican, not Castillian. As usual, all feedback gratefully received. Ther...
Note: This story derives from one pinup and two uncolored sketches by the Pit. The Coxville Curse Part 2: Chapter 7: The Jones' Family Post Game Barbecue ********** October 10, 2009: Saturday *********** Katherine Cox Jones leaped out of the passenger seat the moment her husband pulled in the driveway. Nathan Bedford Jones moved more leisurely as h...
What if the people you hate become the only ones to turn to? November turned into December, and the weather refused to really get cold. It was wet and misty, though, but that didn't stop Lucian Gaines from running two times a day, just wearing his long lycra tights and a top. The park had maybe become the only place he felt save anymore, escaping the eye...
You often hear the phrase that "Life isn't fair" and I'm living proof that it is true. But every once in a while life gives you a gift that helps ease things somewhat. Again, I'm living proof. +++++++++++++++++++ I was an indifferent student. Not a poor one – I maintained a B average – but I just didn't care for school so college wasn't in my future. I'd n...
I was like any other usual day. I was sitting at my desk totally immersed in a computer task when the phone rang loudly. "Hello," I answered quickly and dazed. The phone seemed to be still ringing in my ears. I rarely received calls during the day so it was a complete surprise for someone to call. "Hello, how are you?" Barb's familiar soft-spoken voice a...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...