Author's note: Thanks to everyone who read the beginning of this piece—and if you haven't, please do. I'm still discovering that Dean and Beth are innocents who are learning together. Their shyness and excitement is mine, and I am learning right along with them. * * * * * Dean Allen woke up with a very erect penis. He thought back to yesterday and the plan...
The first time that Dean Stone saw her – saw either of them – was in the breakfast room overlooking the river. "Dine in style", the brochure said. "Gaze out over the beautiful valley and the undulating hills behind. But Dean wasn't interested in beautiful valleys or hills; undulating or otherwise. Dean was interested in Mrs. Claire St. John. When Dean had a...
Dean gave the door a quick knock before entering. He was a little early, but Lily was usually waiting by the time he arrived. He was surprised to not find her in the room. He checked his watch impatiently and sat on the bed, hoping that nothing would make her late. They'd both been busy today, but they'd still made a point to steal what contact they could a...
Dean Allen had graduated the year before, had one season of college baseball under his belt, and was back at his old high school helping coach Miller with the baseball program. The volunteer position kept him in shape and his mind off his four-year girlfriend Amy who was studying in Europe that summer. Besides, coach Miller had been instrumental in landing D...
All individuals in this story are over the age of 18. This story is a continuation of the first three parts. You may want to read those before reading this to understand what has gone on between Dean and Marie. Please enjoy this final chapter of Dean and Marie. ***** Dean and Marie woke almost simultaneously the following morning and although Dean was a...
Dear reader, When I had originally written "Together you and me" I never intended to write an epilogue, although I had hundreds of requests to do so. It was what it was. Until... I received an email from a World War II veteran who asked me to write a follow-up. This story picks up immediately from the first chapter. So, Robert, of the 3d battalion, 24th...
The fire crackled and threw flickering light into the room; dozens upon dozens of candles were placed in every spot possible. A large white fur rug was in front of the fireplace and next to it sat a small table, about a foot high, just big enough for the wine bottle and two glasses that it held. "Oh, Dean, it's perfect," Sara breathlessly exclaimed as she s...
A Note to My Readers: Hey guys I would like to say I HAVE AN EDITOR Trggrhppy!!! He's been a big help and I can't thank him enough, well... I think I'm saying it too many times when I email him but it's true I can't thank him enough. As for how short it is, my editor said he would rather quality over quantity and it's true I know one page isn't enough but I...
'Business Development from the Bottom Up' It was rather unusual for Dean to be visited in his office by the company's Executive Director. Dean had only met Steven Hawksburn a handful of times, the latest occasion being when he was treated to a celebratory evening out with some of the higher-ups at the company as thanks for securing a large, lucrative contra...
Sunday, 9:47 am. Dean blinked and stretched as he woke up. Light was streaming in through the gap in the curtains. He looked down on the bed and smiled; Scarlet was curled up in her sleep. Dean leaned over a pressed his lips into hers in a kiss. Scarlet moaned and shifted under him. She opened her eyes and smiled. "Morning, honey". Dean kissed her again, de...