I'm Caroline and was raised to be the best in everything I do. My mother and father were complete opposites and divorced when I was eight years old. Mom, was a District Attorney and my father was a free lance writer. How they got together I'll never know. My mother just said that they were opposites and she must have had a lapse in judgment. My father was o...
What the hell was I thinking? This had to be the craziest thing I'd done in a very long time. I could stop; should stop. Yes, I should just turn around and go home and yet I kept on driving. A few minutes later I was questioning my sanity once again. Why had I agreed to this? No, be honest, why had I offered this? Pursued it even. At the time it seemed like...
It took about three months after my divorce until I started to feel something other than depressed. For three months, and for the year prior to the divorce, I'd felt like a failure; bitter, hopeless, and lonely. And after those three months of, well, grieving, I guess, I started to feel something else. Free. It was time to do something crazy. Something I ne...
"Your trouble is," Arthur said as he lit his first cigarette of the day, "you never think... cough... splutter... of anything... choke... gasp... but... gasp... gasp... sex." Nancy looked at him darkly as Arthur thumped his sternum with a closed fist. "You're... oh God that's better... cough... cough... nothing like the first... gasp... one of the... choke...
CHAPTER 1 The October nights were getting colder; in fact, it was feeling more like December, despite the fact that summer had lingered longer than it should. Chelsea adjusted her crimson scarf so that it covered her ears against the brisk wind. Her stylish Amber Rose-esque haircut seemed like a great idea a few weeks ago—she had to remember to dig out her...
Ah Spring, when a young man's fancy turns to thoughts of ... well ... sex actually. Or baseball, but that is a completely different story. Washington seasons suffer from "mood swings," especially when it comes to the temperature during the spring and fall. This spring was no different. Yesterday, the weather gurus had been calling for a high in the mid to u...
Hey! So, this is my very first time writing here! I apologize for any mistakes. English is not my first Language, but I reviewed this a thousand times. This is basically a love story with some sex in it (but no real sex in this first part. I promise there will be some in the next two parts to come). I really hope you like it and give me your honest opinio...
Sometimes in the summer, when the sun would melt the asphalt and the wilt the church's immaculate green lawn, my friends and I would jump on our bikes and ride down to Willow Falls. It's three miles from town, through two trailer parks, past the dollar store, and over a highway. If you're still alive after playing Frogger on Rt. 22, you have two options. Eit...
USS Ajax, Deck 1 Mid -- Transporter Room 1: Lt Sasha Hrelle stepped off the pad and strode up to the diminutive Roylan, straightening up as if to further accentuate her height advantage over him. "Permission to come aboard, Captain?" Captain Weynik craned his neck back in an exaggerated fashion until his head fins touched his shoulder blades, black eyestal...
Christmas Day in LA mid seventies. Trigger raised his hand to knock and hesitated. Why was he here? He felt responsible for the fact that she'd be alone. It was a guilt he wasn't used to. Vietnam had taught him to live every day as if it was his last - a mantra he held close - but he'd really crapped on his own doorstep by having an affair with his best fri...