Part one The removal of the old tatty "For Sale Sign" and the appearance of a shiny bright "Sold" one came right out of the blue. Initially the locals were relieved the farmhouse was to be occupied again. It was falling apart and it was rapidly becoming an embarrassing eyesore. For such house-proud villagers it pained them to see the place fall apart. Every...
"Your fondness for these floral patterns continues to elude me, Doug," Kelly said. Setting down her beer, she took yet another look down at the loud print dress she'd found herself in after playing "Stayin' Alive" on the jukebox. "Feels like acres of fabric here." "Too much fabric beats too little, doesn't it?" Doug replied. "I feel like somebody must've po...
Janette turned her radio up as loud as she could stand in an effort to drown out all the commotion that was screaming through her mind, threatening to take control of her sanity. She really hated Alan Jackson and his 'tear in my beer' genre of music, but sang along anyway because it matched her mood at the time. After a few verses, however, she became tired...
Twenty years later Janette located her favorite ink pen and name tag from the shelf in her grandmother's living room before grabbing her purse. "Grandma, I'm heading to work now. Do you need anything before I go?" She had been staying with her grandma the past three weeks, helping her recover from an injury she had obtained during a freak ice storm. "No,...
"Tell you're son how you did this to yourself." Mum said angrily. Jim's Dad was lying on the couch with his foot up. He looked very sheepish and couldn't meet Jim's eye. His foot was swathed in plaster. He was still wearing his office shirt, but only boxer shorts on the bottom. These were unbuttoned. Tiffany was naked and crouching next to the couch, her he...
Chapter 62: The Cat Somewhat early on a Saturday morning I was having a cup of coffee on my patio when I noticed a large cat looking at me. It was between two of my flowerpots towards the back but my pots are placed in such a way I could see each plant well from my chair. I could see the cat. The cat could tell I could see it. It was a semi-longhaired ch...
Byron's hackles were up - he had never in his life seen an elder so rudely treated by her family. Sunday noon in San Diego, at a large, inexpensive "soup-salad-bread" restaurant, he was sitting alone in one of the big horseshoe-shaped booths, dressed in shorts, running shoes, and the tee-shirt from the morning's 10k race. His flight back to the east coast...
The Cat Somewhat early on a Saturday morning I was having a cup of coffee on my patio when I noticed a large cat looking at me. It was between two of my flowerpots towards the back but my pots are placed in such a way I could see each plant well from my chair. I could see the cat well. The cat could tell I could see it. It was a semi-longhaired charcoal...
I had finished college. And now working under Wendy and her daughter Stephanie was a dream come true. Working five days a week and then getting some from grandma. What more could i ask for? I started to look forward to the days ahead like an adventure. A dominant grandma who was beginning to understand my nature as a foot fetishist and I got to make dres...
(A story by Bros. Grimm, slightly altered by Gatorman) I know . . . You've already heard the story of Little Red Riding-hood, when you were a little boy or girl yourself. Only remember: THAT story was translated to English from the German story compiled by the Brothers Grimm, along with a LOT of other similar German "Fairy Tales." When they compiled t...