"Which do you think we should use as a tree topper, Merri?" "Beats me. And who cares anyway? What's this need for a tree? It's Christmas Eve already. You'll just want to take it down tomorrow anyway. And it's a lame tree; you sure you got all of the branches it's supposed to have out of that box?" Paul had been buzzing around the silver aluminum artificial...
For those of you who have read my "Seducing the Neighbor Girl" series, this is a major departure from that style of story. In that series, I always try to keep the sex at the beginning, middle, and end of each story. For this one, there isn't a lot of sex and it takes a long time to get around to it. So, please be patient. This is a romance story set in a z...
Before I start I want to thank Catheath, for being my editor, consultant, muse and friend. She is kind and patient with her help and guidance. Even her criticisms make me feel good. This is why these stories are dedicated to her. She is a warm, wonderful and very beautiful young woman. Again, thank you Catheath. This story is a first for the old Baron, wri...
Actually that's not quite accurate. She'd clearly been home during the day. The bedroom closet was missing some of her clothes, the dresser drawers were wide-open, and two suitcases were missing from the closet. Downstairs on the kitchen table were her wedding ring and her engagement ring, which had been my great-grandmother's. And a note, which said, "I tr...
It took me two full days to drive from South Carolina to Vermont, and the farther north I drove the more elusive I became. I was escaping a teaching job that had become unbearably stressful, a school year that had ended traumatically, and by the time I reached the scattered dairy farms of hilly upstate New York, I even allowed the illusion I had somehow esca...
At 63 Babs had taken enough of working life and she decided to hand in her notice and take early retirement. She would get to spend more time with her husband and perhaps they could have even more passionate times than even what they were having at the moment and that was not too bad at all. It would also give her the chance to re-ignite her passion for wri...
The Difficult Seduction of the Halloween Dangler, Snake Cracker, Bull Dropper and Pacifist Contender. * Christie was ready. Dressed in black with a tall conical hat and carrying a straw broom. She'd even had time to paint her face black. And her legs. And her arms. She'd been ready for a while, was extremely excited, and I was the slow poke. I didn't reall...
Copyright 2004-2011 All Rights Reserved [A Note to the reader. This is a horror story written from a Christian perspective. A Christian "world view" is present in the protagonist. If you are offended by characters who are truly dedicated Christians this is not the story for you. However, Christian or not, if you like horror stories you might like this one.]...
Journalists and photographers from all nations flooded the CDC headquarters for the press conference. They packed the lobby from wall to wall, every conversation, regardless of language, was speculative. Normally a conference like this would take place in Washington, but this time the CDC was addressing the world alongside a representative of the WHO. On top...
(As always, these stories are dedicated to my wife Amanda; mere words can't describe how loving and amazing she is.) (Special dedication to Scott, my favorite secret.) (And, thank you, once more, to Goddess of Sunshine for her time, effort, and editing skills. You're as awesome!) * Amanda hugged me tight. "Are you sure you're ok with this? I can go with...