I am running. On the run. Again. My lungs are two loaves of agony in my heaving chest, screaming curses at me with every gasp of air. My legs pump me forward even though they are full of lead and liquefied packing peanuts. Faster, Val. My toes and the balls of my feet fight for purchase on the moss-covered, uneven ground. Run! My heart is pounding in...
Thanks for the comments-both good and bad on the story "Blood from a Turnip". I had number of email requests for: A) A companion piece from the wife character Lisa POV. B) More descriptive sex scenes. C) To stop writing such crap and never submit anything ever again (guess you cannot please everyone). For those who wanted the A & B here it is my attempt...
Happy Birthday, Eddie. -AD I sat upon the ridge looking at the caravan below. Though the sun had yet to rise, the night had begun to recede ever so slightly, allowing me the sight of families rising to prepare breakfast before packing up their wagons. The lightening sky revealed the parched prairie grass that stretched out far to the horizon, the bleak an...
Chapter 8 - Hellen and Back ***** Hellen was a brilliant girl. Her school would have said otherwise. She was the kind of girl who knew all the answers to a test, but instead wrote crude jokes after the questions. She had openly embarrassed a few faculty and substitutes by inquiring if they knew some of the answers. When they failed to know it off hand, and...
"Just sex?" she asked. Her voice struggled for control. A grimace floated across her face. "Yes, Liza," I said. "Just sex. It was good, but it meant nothing ¬-- it was gymnastics. She had a great body -- lovely tits. A bit bigger than yours I'd say, and firmer, but then again, she was at least ten years younger. But other than that, just sex. Sweaty exercis...
As usual, I want to thank Randi and George for being kind enough to edit this for me and Randi for motivating me to write it at all. Warning, no explicit sex scenes ahead. ~~ I switched off the news. I'd seen enough; it was time to go. I might have waited too long. The thing was, I loved the life I was leading and I didn't want to leave everything behind....
"Damn it!" Taylor Jensen stared down at the heel of her shoe. Unfortunately, it was six inches to the left of the rest of her shoe that her foot was currently in. Taylor grabbed the offending four inch spike and hobbled over to the brick building so that she was out of the way of the busy foot traffic at the street fair. She looked at the damage and realized...
I receive many comments on the length of my tales. Equally split criticism of being too short or too long. I thought I'd explain my highly complex system of deciding length. I begin with what I want to say. I start writing. When I've said everything I want to say, I write, 'the end'. Any questions? This one is relatively long (28 'Word' pages). About the on...
Why Don't Ya Do Right? Hello! I bet you're all surprised to see another story from me? Well, that's not going to be technically true since this is really just the same story but with a lot more description, better flow (to me) and Jessica doing quite a bit more to the detective in order to entice him. So, I hope you all enjoy the rewrite and tell me what yo...
All characters involved in sexual situations in this story are 18 years of age or older. Piper snuck into the dimly lit Experimental Quantum Physics Laboratory and, after checking to make sure no one was around, cautiously lifted an instrument from the far counter. "Digital probe?" she thought, as she tried to read the label in the dimness. "Who the hell a...