Act Two: Nurse Judy I awoke, startled and alone. The dark room seemed big and empty. Rubbing the sleep from my eyes, I threw the heavy comforter off of me and drug my feet over the edge of the high bed, standing up. The clock told me I had only been asleep for two hours. Dammit, I thought, walking toward the bedroom door. I should go check on Judy, make sur...
The Nudist Camp And a wannabe Gerhard Riebicke Dave, Suzi and Muriel have appeared in my other "Dave" stories. I've changed the title to freshen it up a bit and take it in a new direction. I've tried to provide background within the narrative of this story, but if you'd like to read the others, please do. Feedback, suggestion and votes always welcome. Tha...
George was back late. From seeing Doris he had gone on to make his rounds, seeing various friends, checking on them, sorting matters out. It was what he did. Something of an employment – unpaid of course, but he had his pension. Pensions indeed. It was not a problem. He was back quite late in the day. Ivy had been busy. The house had been cleaned, washing...
It was just a normal Saturday. I had gotten up early and decided to put in some work on my pet car project, a 1968 Camaro SS. My pride and joy. I was in my shop polishing on a fender when my wife joined me. Candace Richards (Candy to me and our friends) is my gorgeous wife of sixteen years and have known each other for seventeen. She's five feet, six inche...
Chapter 4 : The Interview James sat on the simple wooden chair beside the desk, his wrists still cuffed behind him. A uniformed officer stood beside the door, ignoring him. Her tailored and laundered uniform contrasted with the shabby surroundings. Her jet black pencil skirt showed no speck of dust, her short sleeved shirt bright white, pressed and cut to...
A shocking revelation has heady consequences (mf) They were finishing breakfast in the cockpit the next morning, freshly bathed and sleepily blissful, when it came. The hairs upon the back of Liam's neck rose and his hand froze holding the upraised mug. Wind. He looked at Anya and saw a stray lock of hair stir over her ear. At the movement her drowsy eyes...
Black, absolutely, oppressively black. I can't see anything, anything at all. Just an endless sea of black stretching out into the infinite void ahead of me. It hurts my eyes, stinging and biting, but I can't look away. Everywhere is black, as vast, as wide, as all-consuming as the crush of the heavens above. I can't hear anything. The ringing in my ears wo...
Hey ya'll! I just wanted to make something clear with you guys. Some of you have been waiting for Sawyer's one legged ex-girl friend to appear 9 months pregnant with an STD and challenging Kiana to a brawl for his love AKA, drama. Which isn't what I do. I'm not into all that crazy stuff although I do like to read it. I just like to do updates on their relati...
(Author's Note: All characters, whether described as such or not, are all over 18 years of age. This is a continuing series of fantasies harbored since my own high school years. I welcome any and all feedback. It's why I write! Enjoy.) Chapter 04: Miss Fisher "Mr. Thomas? Would you stay after class please?" Lounged in the back of his sixth period Social...
I am so very sorry for the delay on this chapter, and unfortunately the next might be a similar situation. Work is hectic right now with seasonal and I just don't have the time or mental stamina to keep up with that and come up with content for the next chapters. I will continue writing, be sure of that, the chapters just may have a larger gap than I would l...