This story is an account of a rather typical couple, Bob and Sue Carter, living in a small town in the Bible belt; the sort of place where lives are as dull as they are open to scrutiny. It seems that everyone desires their privacy, but relishes the scandalous gossip of other people's business. Bob and Sue were childhood sweethearts and married after high s...
Chapter 1: Don't Croc the Boat If Michael had known his future would have involved rowing a boat... he would have definitely worked more on his upper-body strength. Those crew jocks he remembered from high school all seemed to be practicing for something that would never be useful, like learning how to apply a mustard plaster or stealing cable. But here he...
It had been my intention to give the ring to her on her birthday. As I sat in my car across from the suburban house, I could sense them inside – the kinky ones, with their minds on giving or receiving pain for pleasure. I had been among them before, dishing out punishment to my lover/best friend Sara, showing our little intimacies and discoveries to an appr...
Chapter 1 Erica shuffled nervously in her seat. The cordiality of the greeting had dissipated into an awkward, uncomfortable silence hanging heavily in the air between them. Her eyes fixed on the man's neatly groomed nails, on his soft, chambray button down shirt, on the tiled patterns beneath her feet, on the brilliant sunny afternoon outside of the coffee...
Death Falls MIKE CLAYMORE MYSTERY: JANE DOE A novel by David Horton Copyright 2000 Chapter 1:June 26 "Did I hear the phone ringing?" "Mmphmff fmmffh mmm." "Marlene, did you hear the phone ringing?" Mike looks at his watch and sees it's only three am. "Huh! It must have been my imagination. Sorry, love." "Did you say something?" "No. Go back to sleep...
I wanted to take this opportunity to thank the many people who have read my stories and have commented on them. Most of the comments were very positive and a few weren't so positive. All I can say is that it's hard to satisfy everybody. I have received consistently high rankings and for that I'm grateful. This story is the sixth of the Jane and Tony storie...
Important; The Sub-Chapters IVa and IVb posted earlier are now merged with the parent Ch. IV. with Ch. 3c, which was posted earlier. The story is based on some true incidences ;nothing has been added or concealed unnecessarily. ----------------------------------- I had a clear view of greenhouse through the window and the split I had made in the synthe...
Stacy was the rare friend who I never thought I would grow close to, when we first met. She was shy and distant to the point of being cold, and a little too direct and rough around the edges in personal interactions. She was utilitarian and dispassionate, entirely too logical. We only became friends because she worked with two very close female friends of mi...
It wasn't until I was doing my umpteenth impeccable edit of this story, that it suddenly dawned upon me. "Flashman"!?! It has been a few years since I remember last reading any of Fraser's masterful1 series about the Not-So-Gentlemanly Craven Adventurer Across World History. Whom we all loved to hate. (We all hated to love?) Damnation! It pisses me off,...
======================== She's desperate for help. The only question is how desperate? This is an entry in the SUMMER LOVIN STORY CONTEST 2012. It's a little long - I'd normally break it up into two or three chapters, but as a contest entry, I made it one big story. ======================== "Mom, gimme a break! I only got back from college two days ago....