Authors note: Hello everyone. Thank you to everyone who has voted and left comments, they mean the world to me and motivate to write more. I appreciate your support more than you all know. Thank you once again to Paul who continues to be my second set of eyes. ~ellie. ***** Cat was getting ready to go out to the Donati family concert when Pete arrived wit...
After I dropped Didi off at work, I drove back to my house, found the health club number in my files and dialed it. While the phone at the health club rang, I remembered what Jill Thompson looked like. I knew because I’d seen all of her. She looked, as I remembered, as if she was in her mid to late thirties, she had blonde hair, and a well-toned body. I reme...
At first he knows her only as "Beauty" which is the only nickname she deserves and the one he assigned in his own mind. Truth be told when he describes the anonymous passenger to his friends he also refers to her as "Beauty." They ride the same section of rail on the AMTRAK line a few days a week. He ogled her, coveted a touch of her cheek or more, and by pa...
Hello again! So Part 2 is a flop. Someone kindly suggested that my stories weren't quite long enough for the plot driven people, so the future installments will be longer. I do plan to edit all the parts together once I'm done. This is the first steamy installment, what with the letter. Also, there will be a lot of drama and one scene that may trigger some...
Chapter 6 My friend, Rachel, comes to visit me the following week. We go out to have some fun and find ourselves at a bar quite a ways from my home. We have a few drinks and four men saunter over to buy us a round. Rachel, the ever incorrigible flirt, graciously accepts flashing a sexy smile. The tall handsome men introduce themselves as Lucas, Shelton, K...
This wasn't the first time he'd seen her here at the supermarket. It was a few of weeks ago, on a Wednesday, that he first cast his eyes upon her mature, full figure and her fine head topped by billows of natural red hair. She was about 45, and her large hips and breasts where accented by a slim waist. She was a West Texas earth mother type, but with a hint...
My third book of poetry, Running From The Light, was just published by the university press. I'd never made much money from poetry, so it was always gratifying when a stranger told me how much they liked my work. Alas, few did, since sales were usually limited to a few students and less fellow faculty members. As one of the older professors on campus, I fig...
Please read my profile for my stance on feedback. Feel free to email suggestions or to start a conversation. Private messages work too. Pete Townshend: "No one knows what it's like to feel these feelings, like I do, and I blame you!" + + + + I sat on the swing watching a spider build its web. The sun was several minutes away from starting a new day. This...
When I got home, I took a bath, changed my clothes, and had some breakfast. Then I called Roscoe. I wanted to get started on my new case as soon as possible. Actually, what I wanted was to see Jennifer again and, in less guarded moments, I admitted that to myself. I couldn’t remember being obsessed with any woman like I seemed to be with Jennifer. Even Nadin...
Carol was always such a tomboy that it seemed like me and the and rest of the guys were her only friends. All the other girls had their little groups, but Carol was part of ours', and for the most part she blended right in. A short little girl with dirty brown hair and hazel eyes, often shadowed with mud, she may as well have been named Richard. As we all...