Again the ravings of a lunatic. Fiction. I like this story. It seemed so real when the idea grew in my mind. There is no sex. I have no idea where this should be posted. So I will put in the Loving Wives and get on with it. Copyright by mcwade May 15, 2005. The damnest story you ever heard: OK. Here we go. I am 63 years old. My gut is a bit too large; my w...
Hot tub. Hot tub. Hot tub. My mind was solely occupied. I went to the dumb meeting. I went to the dumb meet-and-greet. I listened to the dumb presentation. I finished my dumb write-up of all the dumb activities. It was 9:38 pm and the what little was left of the night was mine. First, I needed to get back to my room, though. I hustled to the elevator from t...
I must have been standing there for awhile barefoot and terry-cloth robe with my eyes fixed on Alex and my mouth open. For some reason I was still on my toes even though Alex had let go of my chin. I lowered my feet and tried to say something but some feeling of fear and some feeling of being out of control confused me and I couldn't think of what to say. Ev...
"You want me to tell Erika? About us? Now?" "Now or next week, whenever you want. She's bound to find out sooner or later. We don't need to hide things from Erika. I trust that woman with my life, Lara." That conversation kept playing again and again in Lara's head, she didn't realize she was already in front of Erika's office. She knocked and walked in af...
After the long and dangerous trek through the Evergreen Forest, Brist had almost forgotten how good it felt to plunge his head beneath the surface of clean, non-drugged autumn meltwater and let his curly bleached-white hair be swept from his eyes by the ferocity of the flow. Unfortunately, he had completely forgotten how terrible it felt. He burst out of t...
"Thank you very much!" Larya chirped, leaping off the barge and onto dry land. "We appreciate you being so understanding." "Lady, they don't pay me to keep people off the continent. Here, steady now—" The ferryman tugged on the netting, preventing the barge catfish from immediately leading his boat back out into the gulf. "If y'all really wanna head toward...
My name's Sonny and well life's been pretty damned golden for me. I used to be a hockey jock in high school and was a defenseman so I was kinda big and tough and had all the usual good stuff going for me. Middle classed family, decent money for all of that, lots of high school pussy and even more in college. Being a jock in college doesn't prepare you for...
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Thank you all VERY much for reading and commenting on the prologue. It's because of people like you that I keep writing. In writing, ship names are traditionally italicized. In the first chapter, I requested that the editor italicize the name of Quillan's ship, "Thomas A. Parker." However, in writing this chapter, I quickly discovered that t...
"Hello, I'm ...." "Helen Hamilton!" I exclaimed. When my doorbell rang, I had idly wondered who it could be. I never guessed it would be one of the few women I fantasize about on a regular basis. I was stunned to see Helen Hamilton standing on my doorstep. "So you know who I am," she smiled. "I'm moving in next door and wanted to introduce myself." "Real...
Harddaysknight's original story is reproduced (with a few edits) here with his express permission for the ease of maintaining continuity for the reader. Chapter 2 is my extension after an exchange of emails with HDK. Chapter 1 by and with permission of Harddaysknight We were married the summer Donna finished college. I have never regretted my marriage, no...