There is no sex in this story. It could go in Romance or Mature. It's a story about a young woman who became a nurse in a Senior Citizen Center and a friend she became very fond of. Thank you to Mr. Wolf for editing this story for me. * Chapter 1: My name is Nina and this story begins when I got the position of being a nurse at a senior living facility....
Twenty years later Janette located her favorite ink pen and name tag from the shelf in her grandmother's living room before grabbing her purse. "Grandma, I'm heading to work now. Do you need anything before I go?" She had been staying with her grandma the past three weeks, helping her recover from an injury she had obtained during a freak ice storm. "No,...
On one of our weekends away from college, Greg and I drove to just outside Oklahoma City to see some of his relatives. We usually tent camped on our trips, but this time Greg wanted to stay in a motel. This was just fine with me. Greg and I had slept with each other quite a few times by now, but we had never done so in a bed! This was going to be great! We...
Sugar Pie, Honey Bunch I was surprised to find out that I liked being a waitress, and after a few days of fumbling trays and screwing up orders, I got to be pretty good at it. My new place of employment was a large motel, restaurant and banquet complex named The Colonial Inn. It didn't seem very colonial through a New Englander's eyes, but it was a nice p...
Several authors are coming out with stories based on three songs by Marty Robbins: El Paso, Feleena and El Paso City. This is a follow up to our first "Invitational" in the fall of 2006 with entries based on the Statler Brother's song, "This Bed of Rose's." If there is continuing support we might make this a regularly semi-annual event. As always I would...
Chapter 3 The flight was long an uneventful. I thought about Natalie the entire way. By the time the plane touched down in Atlanta I had memorized everything about her and decided that I rather liked the way the corner of her eyes crinkled slightly when she smiled, showing lines that would deepen as she laughed her way into old age. I was running through o...
I rubbed the dildo against my lips using the head to separate them, to get at my wetness. It was bigger than the cucumber, but not as rigid. "Why black?" I gasped as I tried to insert the head, "You've only had one black friend in your life and he's dead. We don't even associate with any blacks socially." "I know, but we used to, when we were dating." "A...
~*~ Lilliahna ~*~ I woke up to Isabella's crying at half past six the next morning. Zac was beginning to stir so I told him to go back to sleep and got her up. I changed her nappy and went out into the kitchen to give her breakfast while I got myself a cup of coffee to wake up. I went into my purse and found two ten dollar notes and luckily enough, in Zac...
Congratulations, mankind. We fucked up big time. There are rumors that the whole thing started as a biological experiment deep in a South American lab, somewhere. Others called it a military weapon designed underneath the streets of New York City. God bless the USA. Hell, I've even heard one person postulate that some geek in a Harvard lab accidentally disc...
This one is a little personal; my father in law was a Japanese-American GI in WW2 and there are a lot of echoes of my family in Doc M's family. The Battle of the Lost Brigade happened in October 1944. Like the Light Brigade at Balaclava, the 442d was ordered by incompetent generals to do a militarily impossible task and did it on sheer courage, at great los...