Foreword: This is a work of pure fantasy and goes back to when I was a teenager and had a HUGE crush on my mom's best friend. The Divorce happened, but unfortunately, I didn't get to help her through it. All persons engaged in sexual antics in this tale are at least 18, and all characters, while having a loose basis in reality, are of my own creation. FAI...
Thanks for reading my series, Tom & Sue John & Debbie! If you haven't read the previous Chapters, 1-11, please do so before reading this chapter. Otherwise, you're going to miss a lot of the details as each chapter builds on the previous chapter. Chapter 10, gives the readers a 'hint' as to what will happen to the characters as they continue to take the read...
The sun rays streaming in through the open blinds greeted me into the morning, as I stirred from my sleep and groaned, my eyes barely adjusting to all that light. I realised I'd forgotten to close the blinds at night, exhausted as I'd been after three meetings. Fumbling around with closed eyes, I located the button for the blinds and pressed it, sighing in r...
Chapter 1 ==== Preparing for the Evening It is another brisk morning walk around the manor. All the leaves have fallen from every tree covering the ground in the colors of Autumn with gold, red and orange with thin, brown veins that showed life in every leaf cut off. The crackling sound is heard clearly from stepping on small piles of the colored, thin laye...
Round 1 As your basic naïve male, I made the mistake of opening the door to a game which I'm not sure I wanted to open. What game? You ask. Good question. For the lack of a better title, let's call it The Game of Trust. Confusing? Damn right it is and just as frustrating too. But I opened the door and have to live with the results and consequences. I'm G...
A Somewhat Less Than Divine Comedy Driftwood: A Prelude to the Evening 'Let me to take you down -- 'Cause I'm going to strawberry fields' Lennon/McCartney Rogues Bay, Tortola, BVI Today There were a few low clouds scudding over the far horizon, yet all-in-all the day's weather was looking good -- better than good, really, especially for the time of...
All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely unintentional. Part of the Wine & Old Lace event, with a few literals corrected. PROLOGUE WE walked slowly, almost reluctantly from the warm and stifling waiting room across to Platform 7, to where the puffing engine had just dragged its train of c...
by Phillip Johnson Chapter Fifty Three Faith didn't reply to the e-mail until Friday, but it was good news. "Buck and Anita, the house is available. Just give me the date of arrival and a best guess on how long you will be with us. Maybe dinner at Ethel's one night? You've missed the Saturday celebrations so be sure to catch at least one weekend with us...
Chapter One. I met Eric at the tennis club I had joined. We were both single men with no set schedule to speak of, so we played together pretty often. I'm a pretty laid back guy on most things, but tennis was one of the few things I was competitive at. Eric, it turns out, was the same way, and some of our arguments over points almost devolved into fistfight...
* Set in New Zealand. Spelling and grammar are indigenous. * CHAPTER 1 Baxter and Chase Hudson's marriage began disintegrating the day best friend Aimee told Chase at the juice bar at Betty's Gym that Baxter had made an aggressive pass at her. Chase bristled and demanded, "Aggressive?" She'd imagined that that her husband had attempted to steal a kiss o...