SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his 'shell' with ease. Hope Honeybun's interest in young Mr Carson is that...
SO FAR: A jobless and sensitive young man becomes innocently associated with a bubbling woman in her late forties who lives alone on a vineyard out of Auckland, New Zealand. Nash is attracted because she drives a beautifully re-built and upgraded 1939 Chevy pick-up and draws him from his ‘shell’ with ease. Hope Honeybun’s interest in young Mr Carson is that...
CHAPTER 1 The weekend couldn't come fast enough for Claire Peach. In Lee's first days working in the extremely up-market offices of Paterson Advertising he'd arrived home grumpy and muttering about environmental harassment. The sore head was even sorer when he arrived home on Thursday night. "Darling, you are just not an ivory tower person but then again...
On a recent vacation to Rio I met a very gorgeous and voluptuous mature lady whom I guessed was in her early 50's. She was a tall woman, close to six feet in height, and in her high heels she towered over my short frame. Her sandy blonde shoulder length hair set off the classically beautiful features of her face. Her figure was still slender for her age, her...
CHAPTER 1 Peeling apples, Jess Jason, looking down the driveway, called, "Mom Billie's coming up the driveway now and she'd got someone with her... a guy." "What guy?" Nancy asked, coming into the kitchen. Her younger daughter didn't know and so didn't answer. "I asked you a question." Not answering, Jess smiled and continued peeling while looking down...
Chapter 18: Returning to Roots The trip from their tropical paradise to the heat of the Omo Valley was a long and bumpy ride. Roads deteriorated from paved to gravel. The temperature continued to rise. In every direction, Destiny saw nothing but sand. There were no homes, no businesses, and no sign of human life. "How much further?" "Another hour. You do...
Charity Begins Charles was a lowly cordwainer (a cobbler in modern terms). A religious man whose wife died during the plague outbreak in 1665. He lived in an isolated community in Essex, with his only daughter Charity. Age and failing eyesight meant that he could no longer make much of a living. He worried about his daughter who, having reached the age of...
Author's Note: In every generation there surely must be young women whose natural sexuality is affected by ignorance or their circumstances -- or both. This would have been particularly true in the days before the Internet, which has, for all its faults, allowed people to learn of things that might otherwise not be spoken of. 'The Accumulator' is a fanciful...
"Mark -- we need to talk." Oh shit, I thought. Here it comes. "Um -- what about?" I replied, striving for nonchalance. "Us." I looked up from my dinner plate, regarding my wife's expression closely from across the table. I saw hesitation in her translucent blue eyes. "Before you start, I need you to know something, Kat." I paused, speaking with my eyes....
Holding my shoes and small clutch bag, I was virtually frogmarched towards the hotel lifts by Ted and Colin, with the others trailing behind. We entered the lift along with a respectable looking elderly couple who looked at me with disdain as I was wedged tightly between the two men. I followed their astonished stares downwards and saw that the arms of my tw...