* Set in New Zealand that has no nuclear reactors CHAPTER 1 Guthrie Marks worked alone repairing small boats Monday to Friday, usually from 7:00 till 4:00, and then would go to one of his favorite bars in the prosperous seaside town of Townsend that looked out to Okahu Island and, like everyone else in that locality, he was unaware the island soon would be...
We were on our second Margaritas when Melissa caught me looking at her cleavage. She smiled and leaned across the little bar table, her brown, curly hair hanging in ringlets around her pretty face: "Hey, can I tell you a secret?" She and I weren't really going out, not exactly. I didn't know what the heck we were, to tell the truth. I'd met her because I wo...
I was lying on the bed naked, covered by only a small piece of the bed sheet. I had been tied up in the middle of the night so my slender body was drawn out along the length of the bed. It seemed to me that I resembled one of those carved wooden figurines attached to the bows of old ships with wood fashioned to look like tattered remnants of clothing blowing...
Danny checked round the room one more time before looking at his watch for what must have been the hundredth time in the past hour. The bed was neatly made, the blinds were drawn, and all the things he hoped would be needed were on the nightstand. Don had called to say he'd been delayed and Danny hadn't been able to prevent a groan of disappointment escapin...
When I look up to the skies I see your eyes a funny kind of yellow I rush home to bed I soak my head I see your face underneath my pillow I wake next morning tired still yawning See your face come peaking through my window Pictures of matchstick men and you Mirages of matchstick men and you All I ever see is them and you Pictures of Matchstick Men Status Qu...
*Note to readers. I've written several stories about my life beginning with a pretty substantial physical transformation I went through just before my senior year of high school through an affair I had with my married English teacher followed by an affair with a married Mormon woman. Creative Writing is the account of the first affair while the second was to...
Hello all. First off, I'm sorry for making you wait so long. I don't want to make excuses, so I won't. The emails and feedback I have received asking for a continuation of this story were deeply appreciated, and I can only apologise yet again for my not updating sooner. That being said, the rest of the story is written. Chapters 13 and 14 are complete, and j...
I double checked the address written on the card and confirmed that it matched the number on the dilapidated building. I must confess, there was a lump in my throat, my heart was pounding and my palms were sweaty as I got out of the rented chevy and crossed the street. What the hell was I even doing here? I couldn't have been more out of place. I was a whi...
Chapter 11 Sweating the Details Catherine, James, Brett, Scotty and I were all submerged in the final plans for the clubhouse, pro shop and out buildings. It seemed to consume our every waking moment. The number of things that needed to be resolved seemed endless at times. I think the only thing that kept me from slipping back into my old ways was the fact...
Bobby Meechum's POVSulphur River Pack House I followed my mate and my child into the Pack House as my Mom led her to the guest room. "Bobby, to my office," my Dad sent. I stopped, looking at the closed door, then turned around and walked into the Alpha Wing and to my father's office. A T-shirt and basketball shorts were on the floor outside, so I shifted a...