This is a sequel to 'The Old Fellah Needs a Hand'. I rang the doorbell but there was no answer, so I fished out from the pocket of my denim skirt the key I'd been given. The apartment was deadly quiet, I began to fear the worst. My neighbour was a very old man, after all. The phrase 'kicked the bucket' slid unwanted into my mind as I closed the front door....
I know everyone has been waiting a long time for this chapter, but it is finally here. This chapter I put a lot into and really enjoyed the final product. As always I appreciate any constructive criticism and feedback. As always thank you TIgersman for editing my work to make it look better and not such a mess. ***** Scott sat anxiously on the couch at his...
"For Emily wherever I may find her...." - Paul Simon My two-year-old granddaughter, Emily, cried for a while, refusing to go to sleep. Finally she wiped her nose on my shirt, rested her head on my shoulder and dozed off in my arms after her "terrible twos" tantrum. Putting up with a cranky baby is just one of the joys of being a solo baby-sitting grandparen...
I awoke the next morning feeling just so warm and snuggly with the twins cuddled up on either side of me. I felt like just staying in bed with my two lovelies, but the call of nature was too strong and if I didn't get up we were going to have a wet bed. That unpleasant thought forced me to move. I untangled myself from the twins and made my way to the outhou...
Author's note: I did not expect I was going to post my short stories on this site. They tend to be tragic, and Letters from an angel is no exception. It's strange, I want my short stories to be powerful enough to punch someone in the gut. They probably aren't, not yet, but I'm quite sure that there's a glimmer of profoundness in each one of them. At least...
The sweat dripped off the end of my nose as I walked home from classes. Here it was not even summer and the heat was oppressive. We had been running our air conditioning full blast for the last two weeks and there was little relief in sight. My room mates and I knew that we could not be stuck in town for the long weekend with all this heat. Yet where could w...
I just stood there gasping like a fish out of water, with Grandpa still laughing his ass off. Spotted Owl was just looking back and forth between us, puzzled as to what was going on and starting to look a little annoyed. Grandpa noticed this and struggling to get his laughter under control, hurried to reassure him that he was not laughing at him and that I w...
The allure of an older man is undeniable for some young women. The realization that this attraction even exists may not be apparent until you meet that special person, and the time and circumstances are right. It's not always lusting at first sight, but eventually, you reach the point when at the sight of him, you become wet with desire, and all you think ab...
My first experience with sex was just after I hit 21. As all the girls gathered for our last get-together of the summer of 1978, we all made the unredeemable promises that we'd always be in touch and that we'd never forget each other. Oh well, we all know how that turned out, don't we? It's just one of those things that we always tell our friends, but someho...
Ten-year-old Marcus Chapman the fourth slowly twirled as he gazed into the magical, twinkling wonder of tonight's crisp, clear sky. A hand softly touched his shoulder. "Come on Mark; it's getting late and we still need to finish this block." Grabbing the handle of the wagon with his gloved hand he took a couple of quick steps to catch up with his grandpa....