NOTE: For the month of October my wife and I exchanged our home in New Zealand with a couple living on Long Island, New York. This tale arose from that visit; I scribbled down the opening when sitting in the art gallery herein named. Enjoy. – Author. * An autumn chill in the breeze under overcast skies persuaded Merrick to choose an indoor activity on his...
Thanks to KD for the awesome editing!! Please start with Chapter 1 if you want to know the whole story. ***** Five rolled around before Mei Chun was ready for it and she prepared to bid her work friends farewell. As she grabbed her purse Dr. K emerge from his office looking pensive, bleak and distracted. She surmised that his son's test results had come i...
After Mike left to run home and dress for his date with Anne, his fiancé, Steve looked around his new home until he found the Master Suite that was now his. It was very pretty in a distinctive southwest style much like the rest of the house, with dark wood furniture and trim. He checked his new closet and found a few things that looked familiar to him and ma...
It was the late afternoon Sunday when Cody finally wheeled the motorhome into his driveway. The four of us sat in silence for a few moments, quietly celebrating the completion of our trip to Sturgis. We'd already dropped off Liz along with her new trike off at her home in Crawfordsville. "Let's get everything unloaded." Kelly suggested. "Before we come up w...
Laura had given John the keys and let him drive home. He hadn't been drinking. It was almost 2 in the morning and Laura's house was still a half hour away. "Mistress?" He spoke up for the first time since the spanking. "Yes, Johnny." She answered. Laura had stopped being angry long ago. "Mistress Bianca and Yvette were very affectionate with each other."...
Prologue The loving over, she sat up and began to put her shirt back on. He pulled her back. "Don't do that," he said. "I like looking at you." She lay against him, her head on his chest. "You know, you're the only guy who's ever seen me naked," she said. "What about Jason?" "He and I haven't made love. He's too scared. He's a virgin." For a moment, he...
***** I've got a bunch more to put up for this, but every one takes forEVer to post, given the crappy internet connection that I've got. This is where I trot out the main protagonist for much of this: "Captain" Morgan Brock, former Major, U.S.Army. Former ranchhand. Former crop-duster pilot. Former sort of bush pilot. Former airline re-positioning pilo...
(You will see this story is a bit more fun as you read on.)(I almost immediately started working on this one when I wrote the last word of my naga ending. Though the chapter left a severely bad taste in my mouth I love to write and I will not dwell on that bad ending I refuse to give up on my writing dagnabbit. If you need a mental picture for this story's...
The box was plain white plastic except for a shipping label embedded beneath a sheet of clear plastic on the top at one corner. The address was correct, but the name of the receiver was a B. Rosenberg. Stacy searched the sky for the delivery drone that had dropped it on her balcony, but it was long gone. Sighing, she bent to examine the box. The shipper's na...
The alien woman opposite him poked at the delicacy with the fork, which she held like a dagger. She suddenly turned her gaze up to Isaac, a questioning look on her face. "So this is... pie?" "You did ask me what it was, back on the ship. I figured it was better to just show you." Isaac Butler and Ävhip-ñall Solclaá -- whom he simply called Nall -- were sit...