This is my first normal 'boy meets girl' story, and it's a bit dark. It takes some time to get to the sex but please bear with me. ***** I still can't remember when it began... My last normal memory was a slow drive north to visit my old friend Steve who had invited me for a weekend shooting in the country. Both old army buddies (we went through basic tra...
Richard found a window seat on the train. He was on his way out of town to find his to his first job. The journey took two hours, and he got to Blazerville at supper time. He asked the porter where to find a motel, and was directed to the Morrison motel. The walk took about twenty minutes. Richard took a room on the ground floor, arranging to stay for...
*Note to readers. I recently found myself looking through my high school year book for the first time in several years. As I always do, I remember with great fondness my beautiful, former English teacher, a married woman with whom I had a rather lengthy affair my senior year. Teacher-student affairs aren't common, but they certainly aren't rare by any means....
Thanks for the comments-both good and bad on the story "Blood from a Turnip". I had number of email requests for: A) A companion piece from the wife character Lisa POV. B) More descriptive sex scenes. C) To stop writing such crap and never submit anything ever again (guess you cannot please everyone). For those who wanted the A & B here it is my attempt...
It was four o'clock in the morning and I was sitting on my own front porch minding my own business. Grieving is a solitary business best carried on at night and I have certainly earned the right to grieve. My fifth husband passed away a year ago and I was still dealing with it. You'd think after being widowed five times I'd get used to it or be immune or som...
This is the follow up to Neighborhood Wives: The Aftermath. It may be helpful to have read it (and the original Neighborhood Wives: Maddie) prior to this this to understand where this story originates from. The premise of both these stories is that love and communication are key to a successful relationship. When communication goes wrong, how can the love...
I walk over and look through the window into the training room. I see that Debbie has finished her session and now Sarah has Carol nursing on her. I turn up the volume so I can hear what Sarah is saying to her. "My little girl is wet. She needs to have her diaper changed, why didn't Momma Debbie do it before she left? Or maybe my little girl likes a wet dia...
** Around 10 a.m. Friday morning** I was sitting in a parking lot, early for an appointment and devilishly re-setting the presets on Britt's car stereo when she called. I had her car because the girl's house flooded yesterday and we moved them into my place last night. Today Britt, the blonde love of my life, and Gina were going to move more salvageable stu...
The Mask from Babe-a-lon (A Halloween Story) by Denny Driehoek Kerry sighed as she pulled into the parking lot at the strip mall. She parked close to the one store she truly dreaded to shop at, for many reasons. And other than an obligation to attend Deanna's bridal shower, she would never consider shopping at such a store as Babe-a-lon. It was Kelly, Dean...
1. LUNCH WITH THE GOVERNOR. I sat down at the elegant table, trying to be ladylike with the best manners I could muster. The Governor of Alabama was talking to me, but I was hardly aware of a word he said. I took a deep breath, trying to relax, but it didn't help. The Governor was so very handsome. His Old Spice aftershave was strong but underneath I could...