She opened the coffee shop door and recognized him right away. He was sitting at a round table with club chairs; the table she and her friend usually sat at when they came for coffee here. She suddenly became very self-aware; every wrinkle in her skirt, the unruly hair at the crown of her heard that stuck straight up when she straightened her hair, the sligh...
Jean and Miguel wouldn't see each other until Thanksgiving. It was three long weeks, but she vowed not to make them wasted weeks. Each day she made time to write him. Each day but Sunday she received a letter from him. They were beautifully written and increasingly risque. She wrote back even racier letters because he lived by himself and there was zero chan...
Introduction: Merry Christmas, I'm back after over a year with a new story for you. This is a story I started over two years ago and I decided to finish it off. I've had a beginning for years, but it was short and lacked detail and I had no ending. 6 days straight of typing and tinkering with it I have a more detailed story and an ending, I hope you like it....
All persons are over the age of 18. ***** James Ted backed the car out of the garage and parked in the driveway. Finally the weather was nice enough he could wash and clean the car out. Winter hadn't been too bad this year but he was glad to see warm weather get here. Glancing up Ted noticed a young man ride up on a bicycle and park in the driveway. "...
He waits patiently for his date, pacing back and forth to the point he is starting to wear a groove in the floor. "Where can she be? It's getting late." He says with utter aggravation. He never was a ladies man. He went on a few dates when he was younger, but never found that "One and only" he has heard so much about from his friends. This wouldn't be...
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Cowgirl The woman came to a bar with a group of friends. Nothing special, her ex-husband has their daughter for the weekend and her friends wanted to take her out for some fun or to relax. The truth is she's not feeling the bar scene tonight. It has been a couple years since the divorce, and she has tried dating just as many times, but both were washouts. S...
He wanted her from the first moment that he saw her. The first time it happened was a Wednesday morning. He had stopped at the coffee shop on the corner of Fifth and Main to grab his morning caffeine fix when he spotted her sitting at one of the tables in the back of the shop. There was nothing notable about her that would justify how or why she had caught h...
In another part of Malomar a hunter learns his place in the cycle of life. ***** Naga are not to be underestimated. Naga are not to be trifled with. Naga are serious business. All these lessons resounded in Chris Urin's head. Lessons he had been taught by his father, his grandfather, and his uncle. Monster hunting was the Urin family legacy, and since the...
Martin Stein sat in his car, impatiently waiting for some movement. Eventually he heard the metallic sound signifying the release of the hydraulic rams holding the ferry doors closed then accompanied by creaks and whines he saw a crack appear in the bow bulkhead before him. He watched the bow open and the ramp lower and extend into place, he then had to wait...