So, in the last chapter we finally arrived at Brent's big fuck up. If you haven't read the previous 10 chapters, you probably should, or you will have no idea what is going on. I haven't as yet gotten a lot of feedback since Chapter 8, so there's not much to say here. Sorry for the delays in getting this out, but as I've said before, life has been busy. I'm...
Her glancing at the paper that early Tuesday, second cup of coffee in hand, was what finally moved Jennie Allen to do something about her 'old house." It wasn't exactly that she had 'let it go', as people tend to say. It's just that she normally never thought about having things done. Old habits died hard; she was aware of that. The whole realm of dealing...
Taking Econ 1 - On the first day of class, Esme and I sat next to each other in row 23 of the Econ 1 classroom. It was an unremarkable thing for two not very remarkable students to do in a stacked lecture hall in a seventy-five year old university building that had seen better days. "Hi, I'm David Smith. " "I'm Esme Phillips. Are you taking this for dis...
I want to start off with thanking you for your patience. I hope it is well rewarded. No matter what we do, sometimes life gets in the way of our hobbies. The series is nearly complete and ends with chapter 12 so you've got a little more Cate and Dylan to enjoy. As always I do hope you enjoy reading it as much as I had writing it. I've had a long standing...
The Trimmer The large park of Old Downtown was an ode to gods from an ancient time. There were beasts hungry for human flesh, men loin clothed for battle, and women with swollen sex in silks as various statues in depiction of prior events in human history. To a degree, the gods were still worshiped in certain parts of Old Downtown and protected from teenag...
"Ah, Ah, Uh, Uhh, Uhhhhh, Uhhh, Yes, Uh, Uhhhhh..." Allison bit her lip and prayed to god the person on the other end of the phone couldn't hear her moaning. She squirmed in her chair and using her free hand, tried to push Jeff's head between her thighs away. Oh god, his tongue was--"Oh god!" She still couldn't believe his nerve! She was at work of all pla...
Author's note: All characters and situations in this story are fictional except the well known very public names, obviously. I DID read Tommy Franks' autobiography about 10 years ago and hope I retained and represent all the key things from it accurately now. But no guarantees based on my current memory state. This is a supplemental story to my "Special We...
This is a long chapter, with lots of story building. Things will speed up quickly after this, I promise. If you haven't read the first four chapters, I would suggest starting there, but don't let me tell you what to do. I hope you enjoy. -Penny *** "Seriously, Seneca, I can not believe you didn't tell me about breaking up with Chip the second it happe...
Copyright PennameWombat August 2019 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events, locales, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual...
Women love to be massaged, and I love to massage women. Being blind, I tend to have an easier time building a rapport with shy customers, so they'll become repeat customers. Sometimes I will get the occasional customer who will ask me out after getting one of my massages. I'll tell her, it is always a woman who asks me out, that I can't date them because the...