There was a cottage next to Jack's family home; it was an elderly gentleman that owned it. When Jack was at school, he cut the grass and did general tidying in the garden for Mr George, the owner. He was a pleasant and generous older man, he never forgot Jack's birthday or Christmas. Every week during the gardening season, he would give Jack a few pounds, wh...
Chapter 10 Frisky Al Fresco Two weeks had passed since Nora and Ryan had become the fourth couple in their swinging group. "I got an email from John," Aiko announced. "You know, the same John who invited us to a sex party about five years ago." "And now he's contacting you? Why?" Gerald inquired. Once Aiko mentioned that party, he remembered it clearly b...
Off in the distance, the black sky met the black sea. They met at the point farthest from here, a sort of secretive, clandestine lovers' rendezvous. But tonight, there was no indication where the horizon may be, or even if there still was a horizon. Whether the black sky refused to meet the raging ocean, or whether the ocean was enraged by the sky's absence...
Xi - Chapter 2 - The Key Experiment It was late in the evening on a Sunday in June. Xi sat down at her computer and started typing into her journal: "Experiment 8: The Key Experiment cont'd... The Key Experiment is officially underway now. I have just returned from the mountain cottage..." Xi paused and tried to gather her thoughts. Writing in her journa...
Looking back, I guess my parents were sort of latter day hippies. My father always said that they were serial entrepreneurs, but that doesn't quite tell the whole story. The businesses that they started were almost always 'fringe' businesses – good for the planet but not so good for the family's bank account. A few of them almost succeeded. But mostly they f...
"Here's the thing," Michele began. They were lying side by side on the couch; Steve was still naked and Michele still fully-clothed although her skirt was still hiked up and her knickers were in disarray. "We're stuck here until this snow storm passes and the road clears; so at least for a few days." "You've taken pretty much everything I have to offer, d...
Once upon a time, far, far away in the Carlethe Forest lived a woodcutter's daughter named Catherine. Catherine was a raven-haired beauty of nineteen, with light brown eyes that seemed to danced like sprites on mirrored waters whenever she laughed. Being a hardworking and kind young woman, she planted a small garden with vegetables that she would give to t...
Summer 1975, Grand Union Canal, England "Read my Tarot," Celia implored Joe as they sat on the aft deck of the narrow-boat in the sullen evening, ignoring the cries and grunts issuing from the cabin where Charlie and Rosie, their respective partners, cuckolded them. Silently, Joe dealt the cards, weakly brushing away midges and curly, black shoulder-length...
Part 1: NOW... The rain came down steadily that night. It had been coming down in heavy sheets almost two hours before. That's when it had caused the most damage. It had turned the cottage roads into obstacle courses with pools of water and large branches and debris strewn across the gravel and asphalt. Wise travellers would have avoided trying to push thro...
Chapter 1. To the Country “Hey Jim,” dad called, “you’ve got an invitation from Cleo to go and spend some time at Ivy Cottage.” “What? Why’s she inviting me?” “Oh, the last time I wrote I mentioned you were going to do a course in agriculture, so she’s written – well, here’s the letter, you read it.” Sure enough it was an invitation and part of it read,...