I don't know why I wrote this the first line came to me and the story flowed from there. It is definite a love story, but a very odd one. There is no graphic sex because it does not fit the story. You can thank Vickietern for fixing most of my mistakes in spelling and grammar. ***** "When are you going to ask me to marry you?" Patty-Ann asked. We were se...
The first 20 years of my life were spent taking part in the most elaborate psychological experiment ever performed. The world's population was growing uncontrollably, even with half of its pregnancies being aborted. Every part of the world had their own way of attempting to deal with the problem and I played my small part. It was organized by a group of top...
"What do you think we should do for this years contest Lucy?" Kenzie asked. She was sitting cross legged in a difficult yoga position that made the thin fabric of her shorts strain to cover her panties. Lucy looked over and smiled at her beautiful friend. She was sitting on a tall chair with one of her legs dangling over top of another chair. It was a lazy...
Had the world developed differently and gender difference had no effect on relationships, other than producing children or not, this could have happened. In this world, there are many kinds of relationships. At times, small groups have tried to muster enough political muscle to change things, but they labor in futility. You see, the desire for love, affectio...
The monster has hunted my family members for a long time. Tonight, I face it for what may be the very last time. It prowled the deserts of Mother Africa long before the time of man. Even now, I'm not sure if it can die but all things must have a beginning somewhere. At least, that's what I tell myself. My name is Aamina Nazwari. My friends call me Mina. I wa...
On the flight home, I worked over in my mind, just how I was going to tell Sharon. I was still mulling it over as I picked up my truck from short-term parking and as I pulled into the driveway. I had called ahead so she was expecting me, but hadn't said anything about the previous evening, although we did talk about the success of my meetings. I could smell...
{The real character’s names are changed. The fictitious names are real.} I was barely inside the door when Sylvia made two short knocks before letting herself in. It was about 10:00 P M and I really wasn’t in the mood for company but when I saw the concern on her face I relaxed. “You look awful,” she exclaimed. “How is our girl?” “She must be doing okay....
Eve stood patiently at the end of the dock. Her eyes downcast and her hands clasped in front. The unblemished ivory of her skin seemed to glow in the moonlight. The air temperature had dropped to a predawn low. She shivered and then hugged herself. "Eve, they let you go! You're free!" Tim ran out, grabbed her hand and pulled her toward the cabin. "Come insi...
"Are you sure you're ok with this?" Lael asked as he lightly stroked my hair. His fingertips electrified the nerves of my scalp and started to cause my head to tingle. His voice was low for him, kind of raspy yet not quite to that base level that some men get. "I'm sure," my voice sounded far more confidant then I felt. I wasn't sure. I had never done this...
Lorrie and I had been married for almost fifteen years and it was a good marriage. We loved each other and we were also each others best friend. We were a typical middle class couple. We both worked at fairly decent jobs and had typical outside activities. I bowled on Wednesday night, played poker a couple of times a month with friends, and played golf almos...