The below offerings are just three story fragments I was working on and sort of lost the way forward with. I thought I would just offer them as they are - one after the other. The stories have no connection with each other, and the characters in one story fragment bear no resemblance to the characters in another story fragment. Dear gentle reader, a word o...
Jim McGuire skidded his bike to a stop in front of the large blue sided house. Setting the bike up against the white picket fence, the eighteen-year-old glanced at his watch. He smiled as he saw that he was right on time. Not that Mrs. Burke would've been angry if he had been a little late, but it was a matter of pride to the sandy haired young man that he s...
I hope you like the second half of this story. Sorry it took me so long, but I wanted to take my time on it and make it even more special than the first. MoogPlayer * "Is he the one you told me about when we were in college, Sara, you know; the one that you've been dreaming about since you were a little girl?" asked Wendy, her eyes wide with both astonish...
I returned to college after laying out several years because of a shortage of funds and no shortage of lousy grades. I was twenty-one when I went back for a second try, still a second quarter freshman, and as yet unencumbered by spouse and family. My high school friend—we'll call him Bill for purpose of this story—was in a similar situation, but he'd returne...
Author's Note: The character Rocky is from a previous story I wrote called "Eileen", posted here in 2010. He stayed with me, demanding I tell his story. I hope you enjoy it. * * * * The faded blue uniform shirt hung over his thin frame. A belt kept the pants from sliding down. Rocky ignored his reflection the same as he did every morning, knowing he woul...
I came across a very detailed diary of my great, great, grandmother (GGG) that was handed down through the generations in my family. Oddly, other relatives had no interest in it, but I was completely intrigued by it after reading the first fifteen pages or so, resulting in me claiming it for myself alone. I'm not sure that other members of my family would be...
PROLOGUE IT LOOKED LIKE THE MAN WAS BEHEADED. At least, the head was missing. What was left was the rest of the body, and reclined against the wall; it looked like the man had been sitting on some kind of a reclining chair. That, he was a man was evident: there was a hard up thrust penis between his open thighs, almost perpendicular to his body. In prop...
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I drove into town to be met by a wall of hostility, not the usual hostility associated with a stranger taking up residence in a smallish country town, which I was, but the hostility towards a man taking the place of a beloved citizen, which I also was. I was because I was guilty of buying up the beloved citizen's property in a mortgagee sale. What the hosti...
(Author's note: this story deals with some very gritty and harsh subject matter. This is not for those looking for a straightforward sex story. There are many themes that some people might find objectionable, but to reveal them might give away parts of the story prematurely. If you continue reading, please keep this warning in mind.) (This is the fourth of...