Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
I arrived at Miss Summer house around mid-morning on Saturday. I took a breath and nervously knocked at the door. After a short while I heard the lock turn and Miss Summers opened the door. 'Hello Michael, do come in.' She stepped back and I entered her hallway and waited for her to close the door. 'Come along' she said as she walked past me. I followed h...
This story is about a mature couple who are over 18. It builds slowly to a climax so if you want a quick thrill you won't find it here. Thank you for reading. ***** Dee Webb was surprised at herself. She wasn't even divorced a month and she was thinking about a new relationship. All of her friends, and all of the magazine articles, and all of the self-hel...
Day 1 Today was day one. I left behind my name, my waitressing job, and my studio apartment. But not a family. Can't leave behind what you never had. I had taken the name Lady. Sophisticated, classy, and feminine. The taxi dropped me off alongside my single suitcase in front of my new home. I looked up with excitement, and my heart skipped a beat. The mans...
My boss told me to keeping washing down the door frames and windows so the painters could start painting in a few days. I was lucky to get a job as I was just passing through Valley Town when my motorcycle blew a cylinder. So to pay for the repair job, the Cycle shop owner called his brother who had just gotten this large paint job. I was hired as a helper...
The sun was warm as Ester walked naked from the secluded hot spring. She had been coming here every day since she discovered the little oasis two years ago when her father, Lord Sinclair had announced that she was to be married. She had been very angry with him and she sought to punish her him. So she ran away and in the process she stumbled across this litt...
Author's note: All characters and companies mentioned in this story have no existence outside the imagination of the author, and have no relation whatsoever to anyone or anything bearing the same name or names. Events portrayed in this story are pure invention and have not been based on any events that have happen in real life. All the characters involved in...
Most people thought of Ma and Pa Tully as "White Trash." They weren't really. They are "Swamp People" living as several generations of their kin had before them. They scratched out a living working the swamps and bayous, living in a three room ramshackle house near "Forked Lake," South of Abbleville, Louisiana Tilly Tully is a second generation child. Ma wa...
Now this here is the story of what done happen after Ma passed, and it was just me and Jebediah left to run the farm. Pa was already dead and buried when I were little more than a babe and Ma had kept the family farm running all by herself. She done all this all while raising two kids, each one busier than a sack full of squirrels. She was overworked and, a...
COPYRIGHT 2017 by Richard Gerald This is a sequel to my story Unfaithful. The title comes from the Cole Porter song. Vickie did the editing, and I believe you will agree did a good job. The end has a tease for the next story. * The small black figure lay on the hard-green material of the cot. It was hardly the bed you would choose for a dying child, but...