My eyes slowly opened as I stared above at the ceiling above me. It was a little unfamiliar to me, and I became a little startled when I was about to move, but felt an arm draped over my chest. I turned my head left and saw a still sleep Dani with her head buried in her pillow and a smile crept on my lips as the past few days all came flooding back to me. W...
Chapter 3 The Reluctant Singer Fran spent a good part of Saturday afternoon and most of Sunday trying to teach me how to sing. It was far more difficult than I thought. We used a digital recorder and she and I sang into it and then played it back to listen. At first, I didn't recognize my own voice. That's not how I sounded, I thought. But after a while, I...
I read a story recently about an older woman who wanted nude photos of herself taken. As I read, I realized that Fran Merryman was the woman I had photographed a year earlier. She left out some parts, so I felt compelled to complete her narration as it actually happened. My name is Robert Granger and I operate a small portrait studio on the outskirts of...
It seemed like Molly's alarm went off louder than usual. She opened her eyes and looked at the wall clock. 8:30. Half an hour until class. But she also felt incredibly tired as she rolled over. What had happened? She'd dreamed about something... She remembered her head coming off. She remembered eating herself out. She remembered splitting herself in half....
Chapter 33 - Sisters, Friends and Lovers Wedding week orgy People started to ply Fran and me with drinks at such a rapid rate, I worried I'd die from alcohol poisoning before dinner. Fran and I both stopped for a moment and agreed to switch over to diet soda lest we forget we got married and had a fabulous evening party. We started the party beside the poo...
I was planning on sleeping in Saturday morning but the obnoxious ringtone I'd saved for office calls woke me about 7:15. Still half asleep, I picked the phone up and answered. "Hello." "Goodman, were you still sleeping?" My boss asked in his normal stern tone of voice. "It's Saturday morning." I replied wondering why he'd care if I was asleep or not. "...
My lovemaking with Ally had been seriously interrupted by the screams from one of the bedrooms. I ran through a mental check: the voice was Fran's and she was in trouble. She's yelled with a mix of anger, pain, and anguish. "NO! GOD DAMN IT, I SAID NO. HELP, SOMEONE HELP." I was up and running across the house as fast as I could, even leaping pieces of furni...
The jukebox whispered out a gentle melody as Heidi shuffled around the room, wiping up tables and stacking chairs. She didn't make much money waitressing, but she needed all she could get. She had just finished a double shift and her bones ached with weariness by the time she was done. Four years. Four years of doing the same dead-end job, scrimping and sa...
Please enjoy and let me know what you think! *** Fran and I worked hard to see each other as much as possible. Not helpful was living in two separate towns with both of us having small children. One night it was something with one of her kids and school then it would be an obligation I had with my children and school. Don't get me wrong; we were fucking l...
Heidi quietly sat on the warm park bench, watching Fitz who was happily running around swings and going down slides. It had been two weeks since her wedding, a two weeks that Heidi could only describe as static. Jake had been unfailingly pleasant and kind. He held her in his arms every night, though he kept true to his promise of not asking for anything mo...