November 1948 Oakland, California Bleary-eyed and doing his best not to fall asleep, John Crossfield cast a weary gaze on the departure board above the ticket counter for the tenth time in about as many minutes, then, looking at his Hamilton wrist watch, he hoped against all reasonable expectation that today's train would be called on time. It was almost...
Tom plunked his lunch tray on the table, sat and addressed the young man across from him, "Hi Mike, how was your weekend?" "Not bad, but not great either." Mike said glumly,"Sarah and I fought most of it." "For Christ sakes you two have only been married six months, why all the fighting so soon? Caroline and I didn't have our first fight until we were marr...
Chapter 8 -- The Conclusion Please read Chapters 1-7. They will give you a better understanding of the characters, situations, and obviously how we got to this point in the tale. There are no graphic sex scenes in this story. As usual constructive comments and emails are welcome and appreciated. Thank you for taking the time to read my tale and please enj...
Part I September 14,1977 Davi Bekke In June of 1975, I was in graduate school in California, partway through a three-year course of studies in environmental science. As I was preparing to assemble my field work into a paper and oral presentation that would earn my degree, my personal, non-academic, life became...... interesting and wonderful. I use the wo...
Yrba's Travels, Pt.11 — Oil To The Flames by Paul Gerard (a pen name) ~ Part 11 of a 12-part tale, laced heavily with lesbian encounters and strange transformations. ~ A word of warning, before you even start reading: A lot of what happens in this story focuses on the rather weird fetish of Breast Expansion (BE) -- from A to D, and occasionally up to a...
This is a Summer Lovin' contest story. Too many readers don't vote. I need your vote. Please vote. * Middle-aged man finally wins the heart of a beautiful woman half his age. * Better than 50 yard line seats at a football game, almost as good as watching two women stripping one another naked in a catfight, sitting front row center across from the net whe...
Original story: Scipio Continued: RogueAlan Author's Note: Happy New Year, gang! I know, it's been too long. Real life gets in the way, though, and the time to write isn't always there. And frankly, Ann's story was coming easier than Sharon's... What's left for Sharon to do for us? Not to mention that pesky little continuity thing-- as the story grows lon...
************* A personal peek into her story. ************* Loving Wives but Non-erotic, I would guess? This is a composite of real-life experiences, heard and over-heard. As narrated by family and in-laws, friends and acquaintances. Considering how many different versions were told by the individuals who had actually lived these events, I hope that thi...
It was one of those shifts that was long and arduous, all participants happy when it was at an end. On the third floor of the "Helping Hands" Memorial Hospital, Nurse Lynn Goodrhyde was finishing up with the shift change and checking her messages. With nothing pressing appearing on her phone's screen, she gave her associate Nancy a pat on the shoulder saying...
Brash the Dragon hit the ground face first, skidded three meters, and came to a stop with his feet curled up against his shoulder blades. He lay there, groaning for a few seconds, then rolled around until he was merely on his face. "Ouchatronic..." he muttered. Then he sat up and gasped. The world had shifted. His perspective had changed. For most...