SIW : Christopher Saint Ives -- Whelan. As always I'm thanking my faithful editor Asylumseeker for his swift work, The Guild and Jaz for their everlasting support. My tweeps for their continuous support and nagging to keep on writing. Without much further ado, enjoy the read. Don't forget to comment/vote/feedback. It's our payment we crave so much ;-) Mo...
What Kind of Man I Am Ch. 9 Hey Fuckers Doing the best I can avoiding Covid, Karen and Ken. Unfortunately people we know have passed away and many have lost there jobs. I lost my Dad earlier this year along with dealing with all the other shit in life. Sit down, relax, have a sandwich, drink a glass of milk, do some fuckin' thing besides complaining abou...
"Why does it have to be so hot!" Dee thought. Seated in the bleacher watching a baseball game on a warm Southern night was not Dee's idea of a great time. She was there to see her oldest son play. It was only the fifth inning, and Dee felt bored. It seemed that everything in her life was boring. That included her life, her teaching job, and her marriage to P...
It took about a good three months of solid planning for the Jerk-a-Thon to finally come to fruition. The delays in staging the event were caused mainly by conflicts resulting from the various female celebrities who had to rearrange their ever-demanding schedules. The male performers themselves presented no such problem; all who had accepted the Olsen sister'...
Lee's eyes lit up when she saw the well-dressed forty-something gentleman walk into the restaurant she was waiting tables in. He sat in a booth in her section, to her even greater delight, for she knew who he was, and had hopes that by making him rise, he'd return the favour and help HER rise. Before she went out to serve him, she hurried into the back of t...
"So what's the score for tonight?" Karen asked, putting the final touches to her make-up in the dressing table mirror. "Noise abatement raid." I told her, pulling her policewoman uniform out of the closet and laying it neatly on the bed as I got into my own outfit. "Stag night curtain call at the best man's house. They want it video taped so I'll be with yo...
During the few minutes interruption while the twins were cleaning their hands, a distinct commotion was heard from somewhere in the deeper ranks of the crowd. As the two sisters resumed their place on the stage, it was apparent that something peculiar was happening. From their vantage point on the stage Mary Kate and Ashley soon found themselves laughing he...
Mary sipped her coffee as she sat at the breakfast table. She was reading the newspaper, finding out what happened last night. As usual there was nothing very interesting, and she moved to the "Help Wanted" advertisements. She had been looking for work since she lost her job, last week. She had been working as a waitress, but the business wasn't doing as wel...
This is not a sensational story. There is no extreme sex or outlandish characters. It's a simple story of a frequent occurrence between fairly ordinary people; me, a forty year old married woman and Jack a forty five year old married man. Yes, it's about an affair. It's about the reasons why they happen, it's about the emotional as much as the physical as...
I would like to express my sincere gratitude to Denny Wheeler for proofreading and editing major parts of this story and to JCX for helping me with the French and general proofing. Remaining errors, and there are probably plenty of them, are mine. I also express gratitude to my good-humored fellow travelers, whose only mistake was to accompany me on the trip...