There is no sex in this story. Sorry. Thanks to the Hip and Knee doctor for editing assistance. * I am not going to bore you with the background of how I met and wooed my wife Marcie. Let us just say that we met in high school, fell madly in love, and married as soon as I got a job. We have been married for eighteen years and have a seventeen year old da...
In which Miss N. tells her story and bares her "sole" (mf) The bell that he had rigged remained silent through the night, but Liam's sleep was restless --- his dreams pervaded with bawdy adventures. He awoke groggy, and for once was thankful for the coldness of the water when he washed. To his puzzlement, the eerie calm upon the lake was unchanged. 'Twas q...
"Christopher, it's time. We need you to come home." With that sentence, made by his mother's tinkling voice, the twenty-some year old man's whole life changed. Some would say for the worse, but most would say for the better. He closed up his office, and headed 'home'. Not the house he lived in, but where he came from. The artic air gusted around him, caus...
Another week, another Friday night spent solo. Sitting at the computer terminal inside the Carleton University laboratory, Ishmael Rosenberg Teshale sighed deeply. It wasn't easy being him. He'd been living in the City of Ottawa, Province of Ontario, for over a year and could still count his friends on one hand. Friday night and he had nothing better to do t...
As always, my thanks to ErikThread for his editing skills and advice. * Chapter 22: Bonnie Simpson was a thirty-seven-year-old single mother who had never married. She was a young receptionist at a major distillery in Calgary when she met Eddie Parker. He was a salesman for a national label company calling on the distillery's purchasing department, and by...
"So you think there's something wrong with Auntie Flo? I was at the house yesterday and she looked okay to me. So what if she when to the church bingo Saturday then the church picnic on Sunday?" Jessie told Danny and she carefully emptied some flour into the large bowl Chad was mixing furiously. It was late Tuesday afternoon, three days after her fall at th...
Chapter 6: Gossip and Gains Inside the cavern, the foamy surf splashed high over the rock, sending a spectacular spray of water into the air and over the two men bringing their narrow motorboat to dock. Dressed in a thick parka against the surprising chill on that part of the island, Royce squinted his eyes against the fine briny shower. The islander, on...
The Starlight Sonata, Part II (note: part one of the story appeared under the title "Woman in Chains") The Stones of Years I The air was so cold that the snow underfoot crunched like shards of broken glass on cold, dry stone; each breath the boy drew-in burned so sharply it made his clear blue eyes water. The cold seared his eyes, tears formed and ran d...
Moving from Oklahoma to be with my widowed father was difficult. On the one hand I was unhappy to leave four close friends behind. On the other, because of my divorce it was not that difficult, particularly when I learned dozens of friends and acquaintances had known about Wyatt's affairs. What hurt even more was that one of those four friends not only knew...
This chapter further develops the story between Portia and Lawrence. Read chapter 1 to get a better picture of the story so far. As always, do vote and comment at the end. I could barely wait for the weekend, when I could meet Portia again, but the next week seemed to drag on unreasonably. Memories of our first meeting kept me in a happy daze for the wee...