Gail was your typical middle age nosy next door neighbor. Always coming around to fill me in on the latest gossip in our small community. Gail was married, she was average looking. Long haired brunette, nice tits, and a nice body for a 43 year old. She was married to a construction contractor, who was away from home at times. She was definitely the classic g...
I'd been a bit down in the dumps and Chuck, Dave and Ben decided that what I needed was to get out, have a few drinks and basically get over my funk and get on with my life. They had a point and I knew it. It was time for me to stop feeling sorry for myself. The three of them picked me up and we drove into town. I was a little surprised when we pulled into...
"I have to correct these papers," I explained to the tall slender man who was standing next to me while I shuffled things around on my desk. "Give me ten minutes." "You know where I'll be Miss Provost," Ray said while walking behind me, pausing to squeeze my shoulders My eyes went to the long ebony fingers which stood out starkly against my canary yellow b...
“We all make mistakes I suppose.” Sharon raised the glass of Merlot to her lips, her eyes fixed, almost glazed, somewhere between the next table and the tacky wallpaper behind the waitress station some twenty feet away. A sip, then half the glass drained. “I’ve made a few mistakes.” Her fingers tapped the tabletop; she bit her lip. Her bright green eyes...
Chapter Forty-Six They say that the older one gets, the faster time seems to pass. They also say that when you have children, time simply flies past so as parents in our fifties, you can imagine how time seemed to rocket by for Pete and me. Before we knew it, January had ended, February was upon us and Leanne was three months old. Still small for her age,...
NOTE: This is a work of fiction. All characters engaging in sexual activities are over the age of eighteen. ***** The stink was overwhelming. As Claire exited her car, it hit her like a punch to the throat. She gagged, put a hand to her mouth and rushed for the gallery's entrance, hoping that the air would be a little less foul inside. She pried open the g...
His meeting with Melissa was scheduled for 3pm. He arrived fifteen minutes early because he wanted to have time for a quick drink. He also wanted to be prepared for whatever else she might decide to throw at him. He'd read through her list of demands countless times now and they all added up to the same thing. She didn't just want to cut his balls off, she w...
Angela Briscoe 1: Unmasking * DEAR READER: Some jerk hiding under 'Anonymous' has vindictively targeted me on this site this year. Usually identifiable by giving me a 00 rating and acting like a sick virus. Snide personal comments are usual. Please ignore him/her/them and judge my writing as YOU find it. Thank you. Egmont Grigor. Sweet-faced Angela Brisco...
*She was a thief in the night; it wasn't my heart she wanted, but my soul* I celebrated the hell out of my twenty-first birthday. My friend Steve had inherited his grandmother's house when she died, which actually meant that Steve's parents had inherited it and were letting me, Steven, Tyrone, and Curtis stay there for minimal rent while we went to college....
I stop at the same restaurant for breakfast four or five days a week and for lunch maybe twice. There are a lot of regulars that frequent the place and I don't know half of them even though I've seen most of them off and on for the last fifteen years. It was a case of 'you know who they are but you don't know them.' You see them often enough to nod at them a...