Chapter Three: Changing Fortunes I awoke the next morning with the sun beaming in my face and my body a little sore from sleeping on straw. As I rubbed my eyes, the clinking of the chains reminded me of where I was and the mess I was in. I looked around and found that the cell had not changed. I knew full well that morning that it was not all a terrible dre...
(I did some work for some Jewish friends of mine, and told them how I loved to read stories and have them published. They offered to give me the true love story of a couple facing death over their love for each other. I found their courage and commitment truly invigorating and inspirational. I think it is one of the greatest love stories of all time. I think...
Kirsty stared out at the fjord. Its sheer beauty took her breath away. The water were relatively still this morning, not the choppy waves of the storms. But it was the way that the majestic peaks of rock rose almost straight out of the blue water and how green vegetation, mostly grasses and low shrubs, hung stubbornly to the sides of those rocks, except for...
Yet another 'loving wives' story, with not a lot of explicit sex. I don't do that! Sorry. Hope you like it though. I, as always really enjoyed writing it. If you read this 'John Murray' then don't forget your promise. (sorry, private message ) ------------- ------------- ------------- "Tom, I've got something to tell you. I'm pregnant." Words that would...
Chapter Six: Friendship I do not remember much of that next day, I truly don't. Nor do I remember falling asleep the night before. I don't remember much of anything, its all a hazy blur to tell you the truth. I had resigned myself to my fate and just waited for the end to come. I had tried my best to show these people that I was a good person and not a spy...
Part One: Tricked "Monica, I don't feel so good." Startled, Monica Jensen jumped and turned toward the doorway of the bathroom. Hanging onto the door jam and looking like death warmed over was Lilly Banks. Her shiny black leather covered head was hanging down loosely, and she swayed from side to side like a listing ship. "Uh Oh Honey what's wrong?" The mi...
Authors Notes: Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series are in no any way to be considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around. ***** "I never thought I would ever have the opportu...
Jeez! This is why I don't like doing "Skis"; Polanski, Krasinski, Romakowski, or "Anyotherskis." You know, guys of Polish decent? The fuckers spooge like lawn sprinklers when they pop. I scoop the last gobs Gribonowski's baby gravy out of my cleavage and thank Gods Unseen that I have the experience to efficiently manage such a messy exchange. He's pulled up...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
Kirsty sat at the table; Anna was nursing contentedly in her arms while Elsa rolled about the floor. The girls were trying to crawl but had not quite gotten the hang of it yet. She was not sure that they were ready for that, any of them. The past few months had been filled with struggles, as life always was. They had gone through five fishermen, none of wh...