Author's Note: DG Hear, MistressLynn and myself are doing a mini writing invitational. We are each picking one song from Ray Price and using it as the basis for a story. I've picked "City Lights," DG Hear, "For the Good Times," and MistressLynn (aka MissLynn), "That's All That Matters." I decided to also do, "A Girl in the Night." We hope you enjoy the sto...
My thanks to Mikothebaby for her editing prowess in turning my jibberish into something readable. # # # # # # # # # # # # # # # God Damn it he was at it again! Charlotte Ramsey was pissed. She was sure that her husband Jim was cheating on her. The worst thing about it was that it wasn't a one-time thing. He did this every once in a while on a regular basis...
Note* thank you all for the great comments and the bad ones it has help me a lot sorry for taking so long to get the rest out. I apologise ahead of time for the poor grammar and spelling I suck at both but if you can bear through it I do believe you will enjoy the story. Everyone in the story is 18 or older.* ***** It takes me a while to snap out of my tr...
Chapter 3: Chelsea in the Morning I've been MIA for a while, a little discouraged by the lack of feedback/votes for my other stories, though many thanks to those who did. But that uncontrollable urge to write burns on, doesn't it!? Please--WILL WRITE FOR VOTES/FEEDBACK! * * * * * "Yo! DreamWeavers. 'Tell us your dream and we'll make someone cream!' Simeon...
It's not often that I write in the third person; but here goes for a short tale that's been kicking around for a while now. A version of it has been available elsewhere for sometime. However, it would appear that I am no longer satisfied of writing very short stories and having read this through again; maybe I want to know more about these characters myself....
As if your vote is my applause, please vote for my story. There are no characters under the age of 18-years-old in this story. * Sex with her husband, John, was the worst sex that Kathy ever had. Continued from Chapter 04: After working full-time jobs while raising three children, as if severed with a knife, the excitement of their hectic schedules abru...
It had been 33 long years since he saw her last. That day could just as well have been the day before, though, it was that fresh in his memory. Dan's mind flashed back, as he sat in his car in the airport parking lot. Patty was a vision then, her body perky and soft, yet round with the exhuberance of youth. Her perfect B cup breasts were always partially ex...
Part 8: It was almost 4 p.m. when I finally dragged my weary, naked body out of bed, grabbed my white terricloth robe and walked tentatively to the bathroom. The house was quiet. Mom and Dad must have gone out. I needed a shower, and my eyes half open, I looked at myself in the bathroom mirror. The weight I had lost off my slim frame in the last month was e...
Part Three ~ Changing Attitudes Angela was in her bedroom looking at her reflection in the mirror, she looked the same she thought, but so much else had changed in her life. She could not believe how easily she had succumbed to Tony he was certainly a charmer she thought with a reluctant smile. He had those deep piercing eyes that seemed to hold her in aw...
Tim yawned hugely as he padded downstairs, an empty glass in his hand. He almost tripped over his feet at the bottom, and steadied himself with a muted curse. The morning was cool, the house enveloped in a pre-dawn glow. He walked into the kitchen, resting the glass in the sink. Butterball, the fat ginger queen of his home, wrapped herself around his legs....