The usual protocol for state dinners was forgotten as Paula, Lisa, Kate, Jordan, Caroline, Naomi, and the rest of Gwen's friends flocked to her side. The guests at the dinner smiled broadly as they watched the age old custom of women congratulating one of their own on her pregnancy. That was one reaction that was the same in every culture the world over. Som...
This is my first posting of a non-erotic story. This is actually a story taken from a new Matchmaker Bandits novel I currently have being edited. I have removed the Bandits and adult content leaving this, the PG-13 rated version. After four attempts, I have found all the errors I could. Please let me know what you think of it; rate it, leave feedback (even...
I was naïve in believing that divorce would solve all of my problems. My problems had only just begun. Now where did I get this nugget of wisdom? From the same place I get most of my truly wise insights, school. But not just any school. I learned this from what I jokingly call the school of hard knocks. Here I sit in this little airplane seat thinking how...
We would have decided to meet in person, for the first time. A ski town? Yes, a ski town. A nice hotel, right on the slopes. One of those classic mountain lodges, done American style: large. With large rooms, large beds, large windows, large lounge, multiple stories. The day you leave for the hotel, you get an email. It's a short one, with a few bullet po...
Cynthia walks out of the shower, brushes her teeth and begins to get ready for classes. She looks at the warning she got from her professor about their field trip and sees that the women should not wear anything too tight or revealing. She reads on and sees that skirts should be beyond the knee. She stares into her closet and tries to figure out what she was...
This farcical story is totally fictitious—no resemblance is intended to any persons dead or alive, or any organizations for that matter. The situation regarding the Parthenon Marbles is real, however. I have profound respect for the many individuals working to achieve an agreement on the future of these truly great works of art. Hopefully, someday, the Marb...
I'm flying the airplane. A wing dips and I turn the wheel, scraping ailerons on the frozen air. The plane yaws; I reach up and adjust the trim. It rolls; I pull back on the yoke. We level off. I'm scared, afraid of losing control, of falling. But still, I'm flying. It's my skill that keeps us in the air, keeps the passengers safe. The passengers... I...
Introduction: Hey everyone, this is my entry for the 2016 Halloween contest. It's a tale loosely inspired by "Dracula", "The Woman in Black" and other horror tales. This story contains themes of Transgender Transformation and themes of mind control, if you are not into that kind of story it's probably best you don't read the rest. Also, I usually set my stor...
I awaken to the gradually brightening walls of the cabin. Confused and blinking the sleep out of my eyes, I lever myself up to sit on the edge of the bunk. It always takes a few moments to orient when I wake up in a strange bed, but I come to myself pretty quickly this time. I'm here! Today's the day! Giddy, I check the station net while I shrug out of the d...
This is my entry in the "Highway Song" writing event. These are action/adventure/travel stories. There is much more to be told in this story, and I will add to it, as my time permits. Some chapters will be monster hunts, some will be advancing the plot. Thank you all for reading, Randi. Thanks to my team: Harddaysknight is my mentor and gives be critical re...