Jim Archer, jr. sat in the seat of the small tractor, looking over the field they'd just finished picking. He was sore and bone tired from the day's labor, but it was well worth it.... once the beans were properly dried and sealed away in jars, they'd have enough to last through til' next fall. The hundred acres of fields outside of the town proper, though...
Chapter 4 The Conclusion. By woodmanone copyright August 2010 *********************** Dillon faded in and out of consciousness. One time he felt he was lying on a hard surface but could feel it moving. The next time he was on something soft and felt someone applying a cool wet cloth to his forehead. Finally he fought his way back from the darkness; he...
Why I went to the club I didn't know. I guess it was for something to do. I had been alone for so long that I needed the company of others. Even if they did treat me with disdain I still needed to socialize with other humans. You see I live alone and I work from home. I do security consultant work for companies that are having trouble with hackers. Recentl...
The note I left at the end of the last chapter seems to have been misinterpreted by many readers. I'm not playing manipulative games, being rude, or holding readers to ransom. I made the mistake of letting my enthusiasm get the better of me and posted Chapter 01 before the story was complete. Many years ago I used to write on another amateur site where posti...
The early morning sounds of the city continued on behind Sarah Jane Scott as she crossed the marbled lobby of US Financial Plaza, but they were quickly fading into the background. Sunrise was still a good half hour away, and the Financial District was lit in the waxing blue light that signaled a new day, new opportunities, new promises. Elsewhere in the ci...
Hey Guys, I know it's been a while, and I apologize but things have been crazy hectic. A heartfelt gratitude to all the votes and comments, it's the reason I'm continuing this story, y'all convinced me. I was just going to leave the story where it was for the time being, but after all the comments and messages I knew I couldn't. Thanks for the heads up...
Prologue: March, 2014. Frieda slowly squeezed open one eye. Her worry wart husband had called earlier, awakened her, and try as she might she hadn't quite been able to get back to sleep. She peered lazily over at the man snoring beside her; drool, like the drip of a leaky faucet was seeping from his open mouth. She could see his fillings and the lighter br...
Authors Note-As this is the 50th chapter in our hero's adventures, I figured it should be someone special. Thanks for your comments and especially your patience with new chapters. Hollywood Jim's adventures are far from over, though and he has plenty more to come, Enjoy! * A recap; Arriving in Hollywood from Connecticut to work at East Coast Image, his be...
Note: All characters in the following story are 18 years of age or older. Any resemblance to real persons, places, or events is purely coincidental. * "It's right down there, Daddy." Lisa pointed out the window. Alex Myers shook his head and frowned. "I don't see anything, kiddo. Are you sure they said here?" His Toyota careened down the dirt road, slowly...
CHAPTER 1 Dylan Magee stood at the doorway looking into her mom's bedroom at the guy with his pants around his ankles who was holding her mom up high as he slowly and rhythmically shafted her. He's good, thought the 23-year old. And strong too. The guy who had his back to her had a real mop of dark wavy hair that suggested he would be closer to her age th...