I resolved to be married by the end of the year. This was my one and only New Year's Resolution. Of course, my prospects for marriage were slim. I worked two jobs and often a third so that I could put money aside for an eventual easier life. At one job, I was a full-time computer programmer and web designer. I then free lanced in the evenings for another co...
Kelly's story continues...Thank you Todger for editing this chapter! If you haven't done so already, I suggest you read the first chapter of the story which hopefully provides some background. Also, the typical warning for those that need it: This is a story about interracial sex and a cheating wife. If either of those storylines offends/troubles/bothers yo...
Tuesday August 6, 1985 7:10 PM The cheap, tinny doorbell rang and Ronnie walked straight in without waiting for Sophie to answer. In near see-through, pink penior pajamas, Sophie strode from her bedroom door to stand a foot in front of him. A forced smile decorated her face. "I told you I was in a hurry, Sophie," scowled Ronnie. He started unbuttoning his...
Copyright© 2009 by Denham Forrest, The Wanderer My thanks go to my proofreaders LadyCibelle, and my friend SH, for attempting to sort out all of my co ... foul-ups! But I must remind the reader that I still retain my annoying habit (Well I would be surprised if I doesn't get right up their noses, after all the effort they put in on my behalf!) of fiddling w...
Room 4, Rin's Travel Agency, Macalania The water tasted swampy, Raine realized, smacking on the tap's aftertaste as she peered into the glass. Swallowing with a grimace, she dumped the rest down the drain and set the cup on the aqua tiled counter next to the bathroom's rust-stained stone basin. Zanarkand's water tasted clean and sweet, surely the product o...
Let me start by stating the obvious. I'm selfish. Not in a mean sort of way but in a manner that ensures that I receive my pleasure. I'm a firm believer that in order to get I must give. The more I give the more I get. That is one of the reasons I like to control a situation. Not just momentarily but TOTALLY. These are my thoughts alone. Reviewed and possib...
The crash of thunder jarred Trudy MacKaye out of her sleep and before she could turn over to see the time on the bedside clock rain danced heavily against the window as if in a desperate attempt to get inside. She liked to lie in bed and listen to the rain and snuggled deeper under the covers. It reminded her of the first night she lay in this bedroom some 3...
CHAPTER 3: CELEBRATION That night, she slept fitfully. She awoke repeatedly from dreams in which her unconscious mind imagined different absurd scenarios that would be the celebration. In the morning, she arose with less confidence than she had had before, and began to fear what might be expected of her, and what might happen to her next if she failed to me...
This fantasy was inspired or suggested by a music video you might recognize along the way. It's a very loose adaptation. The video's imagery was only my starting point. 1. She would scream if she could breathe. She would fall down on her face and weep like a child. Except no, she's too angry for that. What she really wants is to fight. To turn and stand a...
Sarasha, for the first time in a long time, felt like she was the normal person in the room. "We needed to keep those golems! They were so much fun!" Harriott exclaimed. "They were all bound to that guy's brother, who was dead in the basement," Conna replied. "Plus. they were too unpredictable. We don't need them going on a rampage or turning into nightm...