MARCH 2010 Comanche smoke signals of dust rise from an uneven dirt road, a half mile away. Beth's bouncing pickup emerges from the cloud, an arrow aimed at Jim Ed's southwest pasture barn. Beth and Jen stagger from the barn, loaded with gear. Jim Ed Andrews, III leans against his white crew cab pickup. He grins at the pony-tailed brunettes, who are irritat...
This is the sequel to "Redhead Pressed Against a Window" (by request). I suggest you read it, but you don't have to. ******************************* A new year in university -- back to residence. Since I was a third year now, I got an actual choice in where I could live. I chose the same room as last year... after all, it had all sorts of pleasant memories...
A Story in the Jake's Merle Haggard Invitational Universe Synopsis: A discouraged bear research biologist in a remote wilderness National Park discovers that his rich society wife no longer loves him and has left him for another man. This makes him feel like a bit of a loser, until he discovers the reason why she now suddenly wants to have a reconcili...
Kathy and I were always friends. We grew up together. She lived next door. She was the first girl that I had a crush on when I was in kindergarten. Back then before I allowed mass marketing, advertising, commercials, Playboy Magazine, and Miss America Contests to alter my definition of beauty, I saw her for the person she was kind, personable, and smart. If...
Tricia didn't even look to the left as so passed the orchard, driving exactly at the speed limit but gripping the car's steering wheel is if it were the life preserver being tossed to a possible drowning victim. Again, the day was hot, as it was just last week when she first passed this way and had stopped. And again, she left her job with the same frustrati...
Author's note: This story consists of multiple chapters. Some chapters will contain subjects that some may find objectionable, such as incest, anal, and perhaps even violence. While this chapter doesn't contain any of these, you are here forewarned not to get into this series if these subjects bother/offend you. All characters are over eighteen, as I can't a...
"This really sucks." I lay next to my friend James, touching him at hip, knee and ankle. It was three a.m. and three hours away from him leaving. "It's only a week," he said. A week. Might as well be a year. Ten years, a millennium. "Six months I wait for this moment and now you're gone." "Whose fault is that?" he asked. "Oh, shut up." The truth was--if...
Half an hour later they were on their way, Mr Winfield and his hounds in his buggy, his sons and young helpers on horseback. Dennis was on the box with John, who was starting to get really fidgety, not surprisingly since John had no means to defend himself at all. His own mood surprised him more, ever since seeing the beaten-down shape of the mother at the t...
Foreword: This tale has been floating around in my head for a while. A different take on the old pulp fiction detective novels that I read when I was a kid. I hope everyone enjoys the ride. :) I.D. ------------------------------------------ I could tell as soon as Dani showed her in that this dame was trouble. No, not that she was trouble, but that she w...
This is a true story of seduction. Every girl loses her cherry, sometimes reluctantly, (at first) this is Julie's story. I will always remember Dennis who whispers love, rubs the right places, climbs the cherry tree, picks all the fruit and put it in his basket Juliebamagirl. Thanks to Dawn J. for your editing and support. ***** Julie is reading Cosmo a...