This is the eleventh installment of my story about a family with an interesting dynamic. His Baby returns, and a new Mommy joins the family, but something is not quite right. * Note to my readers: This chapter contains references to certain religious practices that may offend some members of a particular Protestant Sect. I apologize in advance to anyone w...
This story is based on a dream that I had one nite, and completed with the kind help of "Gee". It is a work of fantasy, involving religion and nudity. It is NOT an attempt to demean the belief or practices of ANY religious group or person. Any resemblance to actual persons, places, or incidents is a coincidence. I had been sent by my editor to cover a "sp...
Lindy The cussing from the basement was loud enough to reach the kitchen. Domina was upstairs, recently fed, and I spent an hour at church. Johanna came down stairs after her turn at church and relieving Domina's bladder. Two plates were on the floor with eggs and sausage on them. "Honey I need you. She filled me up." Johanna said. So I lay on the floor a...
My wife Grace stood next to me on the bridge over Lake Burley Griffin in Canberra, Australia, admiring the Captain Cook Memorial jets as they climbed high into the sky. "Thank you Tim for bringing us to this lovely city," I said. Beyond, reflected in the Lake, was the American-Australian Memorial. Behind and to our right was Capital Hill with its lovely Go...
"Bishop Smith" the stake president greeted Luke as he grasped his shoulder. "I wonder if you and your wife could join us at the temple this Sunday at 7 a.m.?" "I thought the temple was closed on Sunday. Is this some kind of new bishop hazing? Like meeting at the green of the 9th hole at 9 pm." Luke joked. " No Bishop Smith, you are going to be extended a...
There would be longish pauses now and again when the Reverend Herbert Watkins appeared to be elsewhere or at least his mind did. It might be mid conversation and for a minute or so and often much longer his eyes would appear to glaze as total distraction set in. Parishioners had become used to it. One or two had been warned about the phenomenon when first i...
The Curse of the Scots, Part Three. A confused man and two tormented women. Cayden has some thoughts: I'd been thinking about what's been happening to me; I mean the inconsistencies. I've known this woman just four days: I feel my life is being changed, and I'm not sure if it makes any sense. I remember an old movie; something called 'People Will Talk'. I...
Sarah was glad to see Jeremy, and immediately knew how she would spend the next few hours. Young Jeremy brought out the playful side in her and she challenged him to catch her before she got to the top of the steps. Catching him by surprise, she got a lead on him as she started running up the steps. However as he could take them two at a time, he caught ri...
My name is Theo. Well, I was born Teodoro Juarez, but everyone calls me Theo. I'm a bricklayer. And I'm married. Recently married, in fact. I married Sofia three years ago, long enough to get comfortable with married life, but we're still in the honeymoon phase. We have a son. He's not quite two. I keep telling myself this: I have a son and a wife and I lo...
*This story is fiction from my dirty little mind and all names and characters are fictional. Any resemblance or reference to real names and/or descriptions is purely coincidence. Please let me know if you like my stories* Synopsis A couple's mundane life leads the wife to make some changes and spice things up for herself. When her husband gets suspicious,...