Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains "Kay, Frankie! Where are you?" At the sound of Gloria Bobar's voice, both Frankie and Kay sat bolt upright in bed. "My God! It's your mother!" Kay whispered, "Get dressed, Frankie! We...we can't let her catch us like this!" Frankie was off the bed, tugging on his jean shorts before she finished speaking...
Author's Note: American Ream is intended to be an episodic telling of the misadventures of Frankie Heck, a middle aged single mother trying to survive in a brutal economy. The episodes will stand alone although they will move the narrative forward a bit, more or less like a TV season. There will be sex, but there will also be story, some of it even a bit f...
Passion in James County XIV: A Week In The Mountains Kay dried her hair after she was finished with her shower. Surprisingly, she found that even though she'd just given herself an orgasm, she still felt a little unsettled. Even worse, she couldn't keep from thinking about her friend's son and the rush of sexual excitement she felt when she touched the youn...
A work of fiction *** This is a work of fiction and therefore any similarities to persons real or fictional who dumped a Lockheed Model 10 paid for by Purdue University into the Pacific Ocean on a warm July day over eighty years ago is purely coincidental. Besides, the end of this story is much nicer than what likely happened. *** In the story Millie is...
CHAPTER TWO — THAT FATEFUL NIGHT A New Start "I don't understand!" Nate spat out the words. "You don't?" Madison asked in a matter of fact way. It surprised her how cool she felt about this. She and Nate had enjoyed some fun times in their three months together. Heck, the four of them had. Ethan and Peaches had become inseparable from them and most thin...
"Samuel, I'm sorry but I'm just not interested, besides, I'm with someone else," Esther Voltaire said to me, after I confessed my feelings to her. Esther, the queen of the Haitian Adventist church of Ottawa, and the gal I've worshipped since High School. One bright Saturday morning I decided to tell her how I feel, and as you can see, the results were less t...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) I cou...
CHAPTER THREE – CONSEQUENCES The gutter press Sammy Ferris pulled the brim of his hat further down across his narrow eyes as he stood nonchalantly opposite the block of flats. This was where he loved to be, in the thick of the action. Not that there actually was any action as yet. But he'd be ready when it came his way. He likened himself to one of the n...
Thanks to jo for editing. ******** In dreams and in love there are no impossibilities.- Janos Arnay Frankie's walk to the subway each morning was a routine that she usually did half aware. She rarely looked up at other commuters and rarely noticed the neighborhood that she walked through. The six block walk from her third floor apartment to the subway st...
(This story interlocks with each chapter so if you come into this story other than the beginning, then you may well scratch your head at some of the comments within this chapter. I've tried to make this a glimpse into the lives and lifestyle of three people. They chose to keep there lives private, isn't it strange how life never lets that happen.) * Frank...