Carol had the radio on as we drove to her place, which partially distracted me from my thoughts. Was there a way to defeat the all seeing eye? I could think of surreptitious ways of communicating like texting under the blankets at five am, throat mikes and cochlear earphones were two of the more 'off the wall' ones. There seemed to be no way to escape. I c...
"You're really quite bad," Brad said as we reached for the drinks the bartender dropped in front of us. "You say that every time," I sighed as I lifted my glass to my lips. "I know," he added with a shake of his head. "But you would think that you'd get better as time went by. You're actually getting worse! I think today might be a personal low for you."...
The Paul & Jenny Stories Pt. 06: Funeral Rights Click Here to listen to Section 1. (22 min/RealMedia) Click Here to listen to Section 2. (21 min/RealMedia) Click Here to listen to Section 3. (21 min/RealMedia) Click Here to listen to Section 4. (19 min/RealMedia) * * * * * Number 6 in the Paul & Jenny Series Part 1. The January sky was grey, heavy w...
AUTHOR'S NOTE I know I said that my next planned story would be a Reconciliation one, but the idea for Midas Touch grabbed me and wouldn't let go, so I went where the inspiration was. Greatest Gift Of All (the reconciliation story) is coming along and barring some disaster should be out prior to Christmas! Like my previous story, The Garden of Grace, M...
The crisp and chill morning air turned the breath of me and Virginia into streamers of fog as we sprawled together on a pile of clothing and grass. Dew had collected around us, and the enchantment that Virginia had cast to ensure we would not freeze as we lay in our natural state had worn off with the coming of the dawn. And so, the two of us were beginning...
After Sarah departed, I wandered back into the house and contemplated my good fortune, but also my worries. How would Tabitha react to me fucking Sarah? Ordinarily, she shouldn't feel anything as we had broken up because of her cheating. Yes, we were friends, and yes, Tabitha, Sarah and I enjoyed each other's bodies a few days ago, but Tabitha and I enjoyed...
"Let's see, shoulder length dark brown or black hair, medium build, dark eyes, mid to late thirties and I think five foot four to five foot eight should be about right," I thought to myself as I filled out the questionnaire. "Good sense of humor is a must and intelligent was a no brainer;" I laughed to myself at the pun I'd just made. "Needs to speak a secon...
The following was intended to be a part of “Angel Lost in the Dark – Chapter 7” but when it was finished I found it didn’t really work. Rather than throw it away entirely I decided to post it as a separate story. Angel (an amateur model) is telling Tom (an amateur photographer) the story as they sit around the kitchen table drinking wine. As you can tell...
CHAPTER 1 The sky was dark with an approaching rain dump and Annalee Roach-Simpson's face reflected the mood of the weather as she went with jaw-set into the dayroom to confront the embarrassment of her family, her unmarried 30-year old daughter Peyton. "Hi mom." "We need to talk." "Shoot." "What on earth does that mean?" Peyton put down the lurid maga...
(c) 2012 (PRECEDE: Hugh Davidson is a 59-year-old executive in the powerful Hunt Bank organization in Jacksonville. Two years ago he discovered his wife of 36 years, Mary, had been involved in a six-month affair with a younger man. She left him and moved in with her love. Then he learned through his children that she left her lover two months later. For two...