Great thanks to my editor Dr. Bob80 and for the insights of leftyloo and lancerval. This is the continuing story of Chris Peters, a young man who is beginning his life. If you are joining the story now, you're gonna be lost. I'd suggest starting a little earlier. Just a reminder, this story is based on my brother's life. It is fictionalized; however, the p...
First let me say thanks to my volunteer editor Kjplotts, second this is a LONG non-erotic story. So if that's what you're looking for you should keep on looking. Also any fair comments are always welcome. * Being careful, as was his habit, to always keep a discreet distance from the events unfolding in front of him, the completely nondescript man observin...
This is the third part of a trilogy by three different authors. If you haven't read Torn by patricia51 and A Typical Day by Chagrined this won't mean much to you. They are both worth the read. Consider these two stories as the prolog. * While we attend church regularly, I'll admit to not being a praying man, but I prayed laying in bed that night. "God, he...
The doorbell at the Melor place rang twice. The two punctuating pushes of the button conveyed persistence, but not impatience. Without word, the caller declared both "you will answer," and "I will wait for it to happen." Ronald Melor got up from his breakfast. Oatmeal and toast would cool rapidly, and not be very good cold, so he would have to be brief wit...
[ "Strike".] Subtitle: "The Ranch". Chapter 1. (The birth of "Strike"--the stallion) I had been out at the ranch for three days helping foal the mares, and riding-the-perimeter fence: Sleeping-out on the prairie for two of them. With the barest of supplies: A wool blanket, a canteen of water, jerky; and oats for Strike, my spirited piebald stallion--a con...
CHAPTER 10 A TRIP DOWN MEMORY LANE: We settled into the little room. "What would you like to drink Baltimore?" I asked. "That be some real good Scotch there. I don't get a chance to afford that. " Baltimore pointed to the bottle of Cutty Sark. The old man knew his liquor. "Let me pour one for you my friend," I said. "Thanks sir" Baltimore replied. "You d...
Dear Readers, Thanks for returning. I hope you are enjoying this little tale. Please leave any comments, good or bad, about your thoughts. I love hearing them. Thanks to Already Taken for her much-appreciated editing skills. Enjoy! Titania ****** "I hope you have lost your good looks, for while they last any fool can adore you, and the adoration of foo...
Author's Note: This is the third book of a trilogy. Do not expect much sex. It only covers parts of four days and the principles are waiting til after the ceremony. Chapter 1—Smoldering Ember Interlude: 25thAnniversary Cindy: Everyone knows about the news spot. A free lancer was covering the wedding on his own dime. NBC picked up his story as a human int...
Thank you for reading this story. It takes place in the UK's record-breakingly long, hot summer of 2018 when everything felt unusual and old secrets long hidden were given up by the earth. There's more story than sex in this one. Please leave a comment if you'd like to, as I really appreciate those of you who take the time to write them. Everyone in this...
By Buddy B Blake Chapter 1 Medical group practice principal receptionist, Willow Collins, arriving home, kicked off her shoes and changed into home clothes and freshened up before making coffee and pouring fruit juice. She carried the two drinks to the lounge where her daughter would be watching something on TV. Willow and husband’s two sons had long fl...