If a dog is man's best friend, then surely a car is a woman's best friend. A car gives you independence, safety, pride of possession, status, all those nice things. But the mirror has two faces, and a car can also get into some situations you wouldn't exactly seek out for yourself. My own black early-eighties Cherokee was my pride and joy throughout my happ...
Early the next morning we had breakfast with Grandpa, and the rest of the family. Judge Mitchell showed up at the stables as we were hitching the mules to the wagons. "Clay, I need to speak to you before you leave. Do you have a minute?" he asked. Going over to him, I said, "Sure, Judge. We was just getting ready to go. What can I do for you this morning?...
** This is Part 2 of a longer story. ** As if on cue, a big redneck looking guy walked over to our table. He was wearing a baseball cap with a confederate flag on the front and, no kidding, overalls. "Red" (we never actually learned his name) told us that he had overheard our conversation with J.T. He put two and two together when the three of us went int...
By Alonzo14 & Gypsy (based on her experiences) We walked together, hand in hand to the bed and breakfast. We had made reservations in advance in anticipation of this moment and had arrived and checked in earlier in the afternoon. We looked like the normal loving couple, maybe husband and wife on their second honeymoon. Who could tell that this was a romant...
Everything about him filled Eliza's senses. Damian's scent, the feel of his skin against her cheek as she lay against his chest, the strength of his arms wrapped around her small form, and the soft, constant beat of his heart in her ears. The bedroom smelled of sex and sweat, testament to another encounter of passionate embraces and writhing bodies. Needing...
I've always believed that I was born in the wrong time period. There's no other way to describe it than that. Ever since I was young, I dreamed of living in a time where things weren't so...modern. Not that I'd go so far as to say that I don't like electricity and indoor plumbing. I'd be lying through my teeth if I tried. But I knew I'd be more comfortable i...
"I should probably get going, huh?" he asked his daughter. "I guess so. Thanks for bringing me, Dad," she told him. "I wouldn't have missed it for the world," he told her truthfully. "I'd apologize for staying three whole days, but knowing I'm saying goodbye forever, I won't." She got up to hug her father. "Dad, it's not forever. It's only until Christmas...
Authors Note: I've decided to go through and clean up this chapter to (on the one hand) fix the gratuitous spelling and grammar mistakes that I originally overlooked (I originally wrote half of this on a phone because my computer was having issues, a lot of mistakes were just autocorrect auto correcting) and to bring the continuity up to a level consistent...
Peterson's was a typical gentleman's club, several steps down from the more exclusive clubs such as White's, but several steps above the gambling hells and brothels that were so numerous in London. It boasted a comfortable lounge with leather chairs and small side tables where a gentleman could sit and read the newspaper while sipping a glass of fine spirits...
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