It was the snuffling in my ear that stirred me. Several light sniffs, followed by one loud snort, and then the offending cold nose made its way to my neck and started the whole process over again. I made my displeasure known with a moody groan. "Pratt, no," I murmured. The nose retreated, followed by a high whine. "Too early," I reasoned. Another pit...
Welcome to part four. I googled the Van Gogh mentioned in part three and was surprised to find out that the painting was deemed a forgery just a couple of years ago. According to art experts, it was painted some fifty years after Vincent Van Gogh's death. What a bummer for the people who owned it. The encounter with the Japanese couple, Kira and Emiko fro...
"Who can explain the Avogadro Constant to me?" asked Professor Schilling, as she set down her notes and scanned the class for volunteers. Jay bit his lip and raised his hand, and braced for the inevitable wisecrack. Sure enough, it came. "Jay!" exclaimed the professor. "It's a miracle!" "Never mind, then," Jay said, putting his hand down and doing his b...
copyright ©2008 All rights reserved. (Author's note: This "just for fun" story was inspired by a recent news report regarding a hotel in Turkey where the male employees had been sacked for "accommodating" the female guests. It's also a nod of appreciation to the stories by New Forester.) * * * Beatrice was sitting on the divan in her comfortably appo...
[Author's note -- All characters are fictional and depicted as over 18.] Dear Bernadette, I hope you are well. I'm writing to you because you were so kind to Robbie when you were his babysitter and, well, I have a favour to ask of you. It's always difficult to ask for help, isn't it? And when I haven't kept in touch with you for so long, and with the unp...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Disclaimers: Yes I need an editor and no I do not want an editor. If this bothers you that much, just quit reading. Yes it jumps around too much, yes there's too many people to keep track of, yes it's too long, yes it's too short, yes it's in the wrong c...
Hypatia shuddered in the drawing room, overcome by the note. Fear, Anger, Anxiety, Lust; a dozen emotions swept through her. She felt faint, sinking quietly onto the chaise lounge, reading for the tenth time the stinging words it displayed. Dearest Hypatia - A lie, in the salutation, no less! It is with great sorrow that I break off our engagement. I have...
1. November 10, 2003 Kim opened the door of her bedroom hesitantly, and looked around. She sighed. Arnie was out doing the Leukemia run-a-thon, and Becki Lynn was visiting her folks in Maryland today. How did Kim know this? No one spoke directly to her in a conversational tone. And Denny, thank God, was at a Sci-Fi convention. Kim stepped into the hall, a...
Note: When I started on this, I actually intended to do some corrections on a previous submission of mine. However, the thing developed its own dynamics and became a new story. Therefore, what I now have is a story inspired by an elder submission, but it does not have much to do with it anymore. I decided not to change the names, so, if you are one of those...
*Author's Note: Any and all persons engaging in any sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. * "Oh. My. God; if I have to act like one more brat is just so cute, I'm going to puke," Jenna Bancroft whispered in her husband's ear while smiling. Dan chuckled, then squatted down to congratulate a little girl on being 'the best little fairy he'd ev...