I'm the guy in the background most of the time. I'm nothing special. That's not to say I'm not valuable. I'm not dumb. I'm a problem solver. I've got talents too. I paint. I cook. I ski. I climb mountains. I grow my own roses and vegetables. And I play guitar. But I never sold my paintings. I paint for my own relaxation. I only cook for myself at home, but...
"It's your turn. Tell me about Carla." Janet lay there by Dave's side. They had barely finished a wonderful session of lovemaking. It really was wonderful, Dave had learned one good thing from all of the mess they had going on. He had always been overly gentle, loving her, careful to never hurt her. Janet liked that, it made her feel warm and loved, taken...
This story, like 'Early Rideout' is birthed in 'It's A Place Of Beauty' and picks up with Darrell's 1st wife several years later. There is not a lot of sex in the tale, much like the protagonist's own life over the past several years leading up to this. If there was to be a burning of the bitch it would have occurred many years before these events and circum...
My thanks again for all the help Tiger has provide in proofing of this story so it would read properly. Thanks buddy for all your help! * The two weeks that followed between Jack and her meeting again gave Ann an idea of just how hard her husband Bud was now working. He was late coming home, almost 7 PM every night. He would drag his tired butt into the ho...
This story derives from a case which I handled during my years as a marriage guidance councillor. All that I was told was that my clients name was Tom and that his problem involved infidelity by his wife. After speaking with them both I felt that they had already resolved their issues but requested the consultation for validation. Tom came to see me first...
(Chapter 17) "Playground of Delights" (circa-1986) When he told his brother Frank he was going on holiday to Spain with his friend Chris Hall he wasn't surprised to see him in the departure lounge at Newcastle Airport but he didn't expect to see him carrying his seen-better-days forces suitcase. The roar of the Rolls Royce engines in reverse thrust and th...
My deepest thanks go to NinaWild for taking on this marathon project. This story does go between past and present, but I do try to make it as easy as possible to understand as it does. ***** The Present... "Mrs. Baxter has asked that you meet at her apartment at six o'clock and requested that you're not late. Dinner is at six thirty and the social functi...
Author's Note: When I started writing, I really had no clue what I was doing. This series was my first attempt at writing anything, so when I submitted the first chapter, I didn't know where I was going to go with the story. In all honesty, I didn't know until about chapter four or five, so there was a lot of uncertainty in the story. That being said, this...
The early morning sun sat low on the horizon and cast it's warm light across a cloudless sky. Being a Saturday morning there wasn't much traffic and the vehicles that were out were able to travel at faster than normal speeds. One such car, a Nissan R33 GTR that was painted in a brilliant metallic blue, entered the interstate and quickly got up to speed befor...
Jennie put the last of the boxes on the stack in the living room of her new apartment. Everything she owned: a life's collection of books, clothes, and memories, sat in a 10 by 10 space in front of her. She thought about her childhood neighbor, a friendly older woman that had passed away when Jennie was 16. After the funeral, the woman's family had divided...