I'd just moved into my new apartment after having suffered through a fairly messy divorce. With little to my name, sparse furnishings not to mention a sex-life that had taken a severe nose-dive, the future looked bleak. And though I didn't look bad at just over fifty, working out and trying to regain my "boyish" figure, as I laughed inwardly at the thought,...
"Venus here will choose her dwelling, and forsake her Cyprian groves" (Dryden) * Jana lived a life of self imposed semi-isolation. She was one of those women who, it seems, having loved once, could not find it in them selves to risk loving again. Having finished studying at a commercial college she had been fortunate in that she got a job as clerical ass...
Chapter 7 The Colonel in Nachstadt Bowing to prevent the swooshing blades of the helicopter from decapitating him, the Colonel dashed stiffly across the field outside the former hunting lodge on the edge of Nachtstadt. A tall, slender handsome blond man in his mid thirties met him half way knowing not to try to assist the older man's difficult walk. They s...
Author's Foreword: Many thanks to constructive criticisms given on previous works. What follows is a mystery story about the murder of one body and two souls. It probably will be my last submission in the 'Loving Wives' category though I have a dozen plots suitable for others that I may decide to write. * Lisa Dominick and Gerald Jackson were couple 397...
Introduction by Brian If you had asked me to describe us as a couple before recent events I would have said conservative, boring or straight laced even. If you had asked me to describe my wife sexually I would have said borderline frigid. Until recently. A description of myself? Well like most blokes, under the veneer of respectability is a guy who fant...
Brad Halstead had never heard of the band Fountains of Wayne, but when he heard their song "Stacey's Mom" playing in his teenage daughter's bedroom memories of a wonderful time in his life flooded back. About fifteen years ago Stacey Keen was his best friend. There weren't many kids their age that lived close by, so they gravitated together much of the time...
Why did it have to rain today-the day of all days??? The coldness and wind was bearable but not the rain. This meant a change of clothes and shoes not to mention being late. Well if this was nature's cruel way, so be it. Just as she was contemplating this thought the rain began to fall harder and faster. Wildly looking around her, she saw the pain path dashe...
The Afghanistan's rocky desert was completely still and silent. It stretched for many freezing miles in all directions and was strewn with ancient torn canyons and shifting sand dunes. Each feature was tantalisingly revealed in mysterious shapes of red, ochre and gold by the bright stars that punctuated the night sky and a low-hung sliver of dusty grey moonl...
If I live, I will fight, wherever I must, as long as I must, until the enemy is defeated and the national stain washed clean. - General Charles de Gaulle * * * As Nicole stood looking out the full-length window of her Paris loft, she reflected on the changes the city had gone through over the past few years. It was the Spring of 1943, and life for Nicole...
(This story was written with/influenced by, a good friend of mine who got me started writing on the net. It gives you, the reader the rarely afforded opportunity to 'see' what both sides are thinking. I hope you enjoy it) * * * Bad day. Rough shift, and to top it off, the stop at the mailbox had a letter from the ex-wife's lawyer. Likely trying to squeeze...