(I highly, or even more strongly, recommend enabling the Play Game option before going on. The second chapter is like home base for the story. Different branches come back through it to access other parts that weren't accessible before you've done certain things.) The door opened with a faint, drawn out squawk. Pine. The scent wasn't entirely dissimilar to a...
They pulled into the drive which served both his rental house and his tiny house. Deeper into the two acre lot the storage building was located. That building had been renovated into a Tiny studio apartment. The House was in the condition previously described by Deputy Sykes. The roof had collapsed and the walls had crumbled. Since the house was occupied t...
Wendy knew Jim had kissed her before he left for work that Monday morning but could not seem to be able to escape her sleep. Mental turmoil had had kept her awake for a long portion of the night. Much later Mike announced breakfast was ready and she finally stirred but was somewhat surprised to note Karen was in bed with her. When they got up they noticed t...
"Good morning, Mrs. Stewart. It's good to see you out. How're doin' today?" "Oh, you know, Mr. Baxter. Each day just sort of nudges the one before it. It just all sort of goes on—a bit too long, if you ask me." Clem Baxter watched Louise Stewart from 12A move arthritically down the walk between the two old, red-brick apartment houses facing each other. Cle...
It had been a while since I had met someone like Paul. A long time ago, we were introduced, then we didn’t talk for a while. One day he contacted me, however, and we started talking, immediately clicking on all sorts of levels. We had a lot in common, but there were enough differences between us to make decidedly deep arguments interesting. We talked every n...
She left Steve asleep in her bed as she went for a shower and to try and think about what had come over her. In the last twenty four hours she'd brought home a total stranger named Mike for a one night stand, and now she'd seduced an old boyfriend who'd come over to help fix up her new Victorian home. Why? She usually wasn't so horny, and certainly not so fo...
Note: This story is another that was written by a male author and I'm posting it for him. It is intended for mature and open minded audiences only. If you don't like surprises, dont go any further. --------------- Even though I was expecting it, the knock on the door startled me. Cara was a few minutes late so I had been fussing with the apartment, makin...
Note: This story is intended for mature and open minded audiences only. Park your baggage and enjoy. Even though I was expecting it, the knock on the door startled me. Cara was a few minutes late so I had been fussing with the apartment, making certain that everything was arranged just so. Two martini glasses, a shaker and a small shallow bowl with stuffe...
The late afternoon sun was slanting through the bedroom windows, casting their bodies in a golden glow when the grumbling of an empty stomach and the insistent pressure of an over full bladder roused Hunter from his contented slumber. He awoke to find Miranda wrapped around him like a boa constrictor, and though he was loath to awaken her, he knew he needed...
I was startled when the phone rang right next to me as I was getting really into a book I had just begun reading. I answered the phone to hear the familiar voice of my Master. "I want you to come over at 6" was all he said. He waited for my acknowledgement before saying good bye and hanging up. I checked the clock and it was only 5. I put on something a lit...