(c) 2005 by Penelope Street "For better or for worse, in sickness and in health." Hearing the minister say the words, I cringed, then closed my eyes while the groom repeated them. I'd promised myself I wouldn't cry, especially standing in my friend's bridal party, but I had forgotten about that particular line in the wedding vows. The realisation that no m...
Author's Note: There are no quick fixes here; this is my attempt at romance, rather than what a friend of mine refers to as a 'stroke story'. Alas, this chapter is longer than I'd originally intended, and I dare say(though I hope otherwise), the next shall be just as long. My earnest thanks to Kira; I truly value the time and effort you take with your edi...
The man and woman at the corner table in the hotel dining room were clearly arguing. The man's swarthy face showed some exasperation as he waved a finger in the air. The woman, with tawny, shoulder length hair, and slender from Dan's rear view, pointed an occasional finger as she responded. They were clearly talking in low tones since they attracted no atten...
I'd like to thank Capshroud2000 for all his help in catching my errors and making the story flow a lot better. * When I was in my middle to late teens my hormones ruled about ninety percent of my brain. If I wasn't thinking about sex I was dreaming about it. Doesn't every teenage boy? A Playboy magazine or the glimpse of a little cleavage almost always put...
Chapter 3: Second Appointment Note the following is a work of fiction and has no basis in actual medical fact. The same handsome hunk sits behind the counter. A sliding glass window separates him from the rest of us in the waiting room. The window stands open at the moment, or at least half of it does, but could easily be slid closed at the slightest dis...
The setting is Holland Patent, New York, a sleepy little town outside of Utica, and the year is 2001. ......... Chapter One: My best friend's mother. "I swear Robbie, if you tell anybody about what I'm going to show you, I'll fucking kill you," Ted warned me, and judging my the veins bulging in his neck and the crimson color of his face, he probably mean...
Chapter One: The top girl in school. Jay was laying in bed with his Aunt one day, after a heavy fuck session, when she suddenly asked him about his girlfriend. “Oh, I ain't seen her in a while. You know, with school and all you horny housewives, I hardly have time for her.” “Do you love her? Does she fuck you good?” “She's alright. But she doesn't even c...
This is the tenth and last story in the Cruise Series. When I started, I had no idea it would go this long. Up to now, I probably haven't been awful enough to Barb for the "kick her to the curb" crowd and I haven't made Glenn happy enough with Barb's terrible behavior for the cuckold crowd on the other end either. I have tried to be somewhat more realistic s...
Again special thanks to Editor Dave T, who for reasons, only God knows, continues 'the-root-canal- without-anesthetic 'like experience of trying to make my chicken scratch resemble something readable. All and any errors are mine. ++++ "Seriously? You are firing me? You have got to be kidding." My soon to be ex-boss was sweating a bit around the bald sp...
It's cold. Brisk, as my mom put it this morning. Fall is in the air and just like that, New York put on their coats. At least, it's cold to me. I never know how to dress anymore. I don't have an extra layer of fat like I did when I was Ben, so I've noticed I get colder much quicker now. The last couple of days have been all sweaters and jackets. Central Park...