Chapter 1. "Maggie, you can't be serious! There's no way I'm going to ask your brother to do this." "You won't have to. I'll ask him for you." "That's not what I meant!" "Really Amy, it'll be fine. David's a real sweetie-pie when it comes to helping people. I'm sure he'll agree." "Maggie, that's not the point. I'm a guest in your house, and for God's sa...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purpose...
(c) All rights reserved. No part of this story may be reproduced, copied, stored in or introduced into a retrieval system, or transmitted, in any form, or by any means ( electronic, mechanical, photocopying, recording or otherwise)), without the prior expressed written permission of the author. A long Time Coming Chapter Eight - While the holidays were...
When Britt told me about her conversation with Mrs. P. I was quite excited. If we could pick up some decent machinery I was all for it. I'd known the Podolski's all my life, I knew Bert took good care of his machinery and tractors. They had a pipeline that had been put in just three years ago, maybe I could buy it and have it installed in our barn. Bert was...
(Author's note: chapters 1 and 2 of this have been previously published, so if you have read them already, feel free to skip to chapter 3) Chapter 1 -- Beginnings (note: this chapter starts slow, with a background story, if that doesn't interest you, skip to the stars ***) Hi. My name is Olivia. This is the story of how I went from secretary to slave to w...
### The End? It had been a long day, once again my team and I had worked late into the night. Crunch time is like that and I, as the lead programmer on the game needed to be there through all of it. Often, like tonight, I'd be the last one to leave the office. After I'd set the security system, I exited the office and then the building, headed across the pa...
Thank you for the fantastic feedback and votes :). ***** The sky was a mass of dark and grey feathered clouds. A strong wind rolled rapidly over the crude greens and browns of the Sietter Hills. Tashka and Vadya rode over the brow of a hill, the wind whipping their cloaks against their faces and tearing at Tashka's blue cap and Vadya's brown hair. In the d...
Author's note: This is, in all its seven parts and their many chapters, one very, very long story. If long stories bother you, I suggest you read something else. No part of this story is written so as to stand on its own. I strongly suggest that you start with the beginning of Part 1 and read sequentially—giving up at any point you choose, of course....
This is my entry into the winter contest. As usual these have to be a single file and mine are typically a little longer than most, but then who doesn't enjoy a sex filled Christmas party? Enjoy and of course vote often! M. * "I have a bone to pick with you!" Betsy said as she stepped into my office, pushing the heavy glass panel door closed behind her. As...
I glanced over at her for the fiftieth time. Two rows ahead of me, two machines to the left. I quickly forced myself to look back at the row of TVs hanging from the ceiling, not wanting her to catch me looking at her again. Not that she had any idea I was even alive, mind you; maybe I was more afraid of being embarrassed by someone else catching me ogling th...