Fair warning, this is going to be a long one. I need the space to develop all of the characters that come and go through the story. As you can probably tell from the title I adapted the idea from Hemingway. His characters have major nerd tendencies and I find that interesting. I write about places where I've been and things that I've done. That's the case...
Title --A Family Affair - 07 ((Authors Note – Please note that this is Adult Fiction, so should only be read by those who qualify! So, the final, final episode! A bit longer than I'd intended, but there was so much to cram in - literally! And for anyone not up with the series yet, here's a brief precis of events so far......... Paolo Wharton is a unive...
It was dark; there was a deep blue haze that infused the room, a foggy atmosphere surrounded me with the ghostly pallor streaming in through the window. It was like a blue moon thrusting its rays through the cloudy haze all around. I lay on a bed of satin sheets and pillows and rags, long lengths of fabric strewn across the surface. The only sound was a rasp...
"Originally planned for the "One Night in XXX" story event, time and real-life drama alas caught up with me and I had to postpone finishing the story. Which worked out alright it's now a much better tale for the extra time and work. Enjoy." MST * Walking into the kitchen I looked around. "Hey, Mom?" "I'm right behind you, you don't have to yell." Her voi...
This story is the first of a 3-part series. It opens after a night of the hottest sex Nan and her husband Jimmy have had in decades. Neither of them knows quite where to go from here, or whether they're ready to branch out into the lifestyle. If you haven't read them already, Nan is introduced in the stories: "Four for Friday" and "Nan Breaks Out". And if...
USS Surefoot-A, Deck 3 Fore, Alpha Squad Quarters, Stardate 49702.79: "The time is 0600 Hours. The time is 0600 Hours. The time is 0600 Hours-" "Acknowledged," surrendered Zir Dassene, though that was her only concession to the arrival of the morning. She continued to lie there in the dark with the others in the room, refusing to get up, at least, not ju...
I was standing on Mount Lemmon looking out over the desert at the lights of Tucson that night. The night that turned my whole damn life into one wild ride. I was bored. Tired of my job, tired of my now ex-girlfriend. Tired of life in general. The only thing that was going right for me was my Hawg. A 1956 Harley-Davidson Panhead. It's not often that a pe...
***** Lamentation's Course ***** Brandon sat in the backseat of the S.U.V., and caressed Sara's hair while mumbling to himself in soft tones. Mercedes watched the strange act through the rearview mirror as she drove down the highway, and was puzzled by the care the large man was showing the unconscious woman that rested in his lap. She could feel his elatio...
A brief introduction: Here's another loving wives story. Let's begin with the usual admonitions. First, don't obsess if there's something that sounds mildly political; it's just there to help the story. And again a reminder: if you're in a hurry you should go someplace else. I always take the long way home. ***** Prologue: Devon Buchanan looked out acr...
***This one is a patchwork, I'm not kidding. Where there's a big change of scenery, I let you know at the beginning of the scene. There's some horror at the beginning, I guess, so if you need to, hug your teddy bear a little tighter and it's short anyway. Oh, maybe I ought to point out something. I find that many of my readers are well-read and knowledgeabl...