AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thanks, mods, for posting so quickly. Much appreciated!!!!! And readers, thanks for your comments. And thanks to Scooter for editing. And no, Heather doesn't get eaten, MasterfulJim! I mean seriously, can you picture a vampire cat? -------------------- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE Hiliad's POV: There is nothing in this God-forsaken world more ero...
I was used to sleeping for hours in my cramped little cell, always in darkness. It was the only way to pass the time. I was used to washing in cold water when I could get enough and I was used to freezing on the uneven concrete floor. Then again, I was used to eating actual food, even if it was gruel. So as I lay on my back, baking my skin blissfully under t...
Part 8 -- Tuesday Afternoon Later that afternoon I took Jaycee to my gym. I have difficultly staying motivated to work out during the winter months as I hate running on a treadmill. I'd much rather be out at a park or riding a bike on one of several nature trails around the city. But as much as I hated running on a treadmill, I hated breathing in freezing c...
Editors' note ... When you read this story please remember that Wintefrog is not a native to the English language. He is from Scandinavia and I give him kudos for his efforts ... We should read his work as if he were speaking it and appreciate the differences.....angel love. Many thanks to angel love for editing this story. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ANDERS' STORY I...
Warning this story was written in England by an Englishman. It utilises English vocabulary, spelling and grammatical conventions; some readers find these disturbing. * The instant I entered the building Syd, our porter, head of security and dedicated Sun reader accosted me. "You're to go straight up and see Mr. Briggs hisself." I plodded towards the stairs...
Chapter 1: The Young Entrepreneurs The divorce was easy enough, we didn't have kids and our possessions were limited. The most difficult part was remaining in the same small college town, teaching at the same small college, having common friends and having to deal with one another regularly on campus. Being fresh out of graduate school, the tensions of bein...
Jordan sat in her small cubicle, packing away the last remnants of her belongings. The company she worked for had just been bought. They were downsizing and her position was no longer needed. "Hey Jordie." a voice said over her head as she was disconnecting some of the plugs to her personal equipment. "Hey Lance." she answered. She knew that voice withou...
Ricardo had a bit of the Italian about him, the eldest son of an Italian father and an English mother. He was very popular with the female fraternity wherever he went, his Adonis figure, which he kept well-trimmed by working out every day at the local gym and jogging every morning at first light in the suburbs. His charismatic personality made him the sort o...
Two shapely coeds, Gina and Lynn headed toward the campus library to do some advance studying for an exam the following week. Gina, who was concerned about the grade she would receive and trying to concentrate on the chapter read the night before, was distracted by the comments and wolf whistles from the guys they passed along the way. Worse, she couldn't he...
Authors Note: The title has nothing to do with the story. I just wanted to use it! Jim Stonebridge saw her walking across the parking lot at the TGI Fridays. He hadn’t set eyes on her in over three years. But he would know her anywhere. As she drew closer he saw some of the changes. Her hair was blonder, her breasts looked bigger. But the biggest change w...