Some time ago, your father decided rather abruptly to pick up everything and move from the city out into the country. You do now know how, but he bought a large farm house. One of the sections of that farm house was a large library. He started spending a lot of time in that library. Day after day he would retreat into the library. Sometimes, you would try to...
I want to thank my editor, SlaveGirl70, for her fantastic edits. I appreciate everyone's comments and suggestions. If you enjoy this story, I think you might enjoy reading my others as well. If you like this story, please provide positive feedback, and that will encourage me to write more. ===== Me and my wife Wendy live in a lovely northwest suburb of Bo...
Kelly and Lindsay visit the library. There are other stories about Kelly, but each one can be read independently. Please read those too if you enjoy this one. I have started writing a couple of others and will post them, should readers continue to like reading about her experiences. There was some fun stuff that happened before the end of school and over th...
Mr. McKeldin smiled slightly as he heard the doorbell ring. He moved out of his easy chair with grace, dropping the copy of "Plutarch's Lives" in the seat. Ines, his housekeeper looked as if she were about to answer the door, but Mr. McKeldin waved her away. "Is Miss Lois coming? Ines asked with a knowing smile. Mr. McKeldin nodded, coloring a little. He i...
It was 5:55 on a Saturday night and I had five minutes until the library would be closed until Monday. Normally, this wouldn’t have been a big deal but I had an urgent e-mail to get and the computer I’d had since I was in junior high crashed earlier in the day. I got there just as Amy was locking the doors. She was a little overweight but she had a cute face...
It was not my intention, but I have no regrets with you. Maybe we both had an unspoken desire. An unconscious want. A dark hunger that needed satiation. I am glad we were not found until late morning the next day. I love how your breath felt on my skin as you touched me in the stacks. I crave you now even more though I still do not know your name. You are...
Chapter Thirty Both girls were exhausted from the experience and journey to Sicily and back. Amanda rolled onto her side and looked at herself in the closet door mirror. "I wonder if we run into Carlo walking down the street, if he'll know us, or is he just a character in a book manufactured somehow by the library?" she said aloud. Sylvia moved behind her...
Not much sex in this story. Just thought you should know. Thanks again to "Gypsies" for editing my story. How do you know if your wife is cheating on you? Is it a change in her mood? Does she leave the house in the evening? Does she always want to go out with the girls? Or, any number other of the hundreds of things to look for? Mine is just a gut feeling...
Recent college graduate Tom Bailey stood poised at the entrance to his old middle school library like an anxious puppy waiting at the back door of his owner's house. Nervously, Tom raked his fingers over his hair and straightened his tie with a sweaty hand. Would he summon up the courage to knock on the door and finally reveal his love for his grade school...
As November passed and the new year beckoned, I continued to think or Eileen. She would be returned to me in late June. Every day I crossed another box off the calendar. I made many plans for her return. Since she had promised to be my slave for a year after her return to me, I dipped into our windfall and bought a leather choker studded with diamonds and ru...