If you are reading this series for the first time, please start with A Business Woman's Journal, April/May as it begins the series, and then proceed through each consecutive month. I hope you enjoy my imagination. * October 2010 Tuesday, October 5, 2010 Ms. Court asked me to join her for lunch today. It had been almost two weeks since our picnic togeth...
It was late in the afternoon by the time I checked into my hotel room for a short stay in Tampa. Since it had been a long day I headed down to the bar for a good stiff drink to relax and cool off. It was too early for the business crowd and there was only one other person there, a young woman who appeared to be in her late teens or early twenties. The barten...
If you are reading this series for the first time, it is an ongoing story that started with A BusinessWoman's Journal April/May'10. It continues month by month to this recent posting. I hope you enjoy it. April 2011 Friday, April 1, 2011 (April Fool's Day) This is without a doubt the most memorable and sexually expanding April Fool's Day of my life, or...
The wedding reception was running a bit late. The bride and groom had not yet arrived at the venue, yet most of the guests had already been served lunch. The grounds of the Jockey Club were immaculate, the grass well trimmed, especially on the Parade Ground where the winners of a race would be brought to prance around to the applause of a select crowd. The w...
A fresh layer of snow crunched loudly underneath the bear's paws. Her nose snuffled close to the ground, with black eyes searching. New powder fell to cover old tracks, but the smell was not so easily hidden. The bear chuffed and shook, dislodging snow from its tufted fur, and trudged on. An oak tree ahead spoke just then, groaning in protest under the weigh...
Chapter 001 -- Destined Encounter Year 11583 -- Outskirts of Belington, Gentle breezes streamed across, shaking branches and its' leaves. Fishes plopped on the lake surface while birds chirped on treetops. Meanwhile, sitting leaned against a tree trunk, gazing at the lake's serenity, was a boy in his mid-teens. His short, black hair swayed by the wind a...
Author's Note: Thank you for the feedback, everyone. I agree with those who couldn't decide; I can't choose my favorite character either. Also, don't worry, there will be more sexual scenes to be had. This is turning out to be a very long story, so there will plenty of room for the smut. YAY SMUT! Kirik and Anya's time will come, as well. They are being very...
I got into a bit of a creative slump in December. I felt like nothing I wrote was any good. To get out of the slump, I read my favorite books and tried to imagine additional stories set in their worlds. It came to naught, until I re-read Over_Red's story "Dream Drive", which he published on this very site. I managed to conjure up a character and sent him on...
Author's Note: :D I love Sway and Skeet. I absolutely adore them. I'm glad so many of you did, as well. Enjoy this chapter, and please keep up with the wonderful comments. They really do make my day. Luv n' stuff, Ginnnnnnnnnnnna! 25. "Well, I think it's safe to say that he isn't on this side of the harbor," Horace commented dryly. The trio had searche...
From my vantage point sat at the bar I could see the couple clearly. Actually, I could hear them: their argument had become increasingly more vocal in the last few minutes. I watched and listened. The couple spoke to each other in the tired fashion born of several years marriage and from what I could gather, she wanted to stay on the beach, whilst he was kee...