I want to thank everyone for your comments both good and bad. It motivates me to write...I love suggestions...I've got a 'Mary' in one of my new series...Is she supposed to be a good girl or bad one?...Jenny is going to the gloryholes soon, very soon with a wonderful twist...Is April still out there? I love hearing from you...New readers, please feel free to...
This story is dark. Hurtling along in the dark midnight hours at 75 miles per hour, down a long straight stretch of Arizona Interstate 10-a road to nowhere in particular and everywhere specifically-I become lulled by the monotony of the ride. I'm Bill Dolezol. I'm about 6' around 200 pounds, a little bit overweight, sandy blonde hair and blue eyes. I began...
Thank you, Erik Thread for your editing skills and suggestions. This is part two of a three part story. The story is finished. Chapters are posted on the site about every day, which means the entire story will have been posted before the first part appears on the list of new stories. People seldom step outside of their personality. They may successfully hid...
I'd like to thank PrincessErin for her comments on this story. * (Erica's POV:) "Come here." He followed me to the bed and sat down. I leaned into him, ready for a kiss. "I missed you today. I wanted to spend tonight with you. I have to go into work...but not for a little while." He was silent. I grazed his arm with my breast and kissed his stubbly cheek...
Many thanks to tangentjoker, who edited this story. All characters are 18 or older. * I'm an old man now. I'm still healthy and my memory is fine. I want to tell this story before I die. Actually, I think I'm writing it mostly for myself. Everyone involved has passed away. My wife died two years ago. I have a son and a daughter, both happily married and d...
You wouldn't think that something as small and inexpensive as a postage stamp could fuck up a marriage, but one of them, or rather the lack of one of them, did just that. I wasn't supposed to be there. There had been an accident at work. Joe Bivens hadn't been paying attention and as a result the turret lathe he had been operating took the little finger off...
Many thanks to Angel Love for the great job in editing this story. * Why should such crap happen to an average Scandinavian family? The only possible answer is coincidence. However, when shit hit the fan my wife Annie was thirty-five years old mother of two; nine and seven year old boys. Without make-up, hair in a ponytail, wearing jeans and a T-shirt as s...
It had to be somewhere around three in the morning. It was quiet, except for the occasional page over the intercom or the sound of someone pushing a cart down the hall. Heather's room was dark. The curtains were drawn and the only visible light came from the overhead fluorescents in the hallway. I had been discharged earlier in the day but was going nowhere...
"What," I said snapping my head around to look at my wife Carol. "What did you just say?" I asked not believing what I thought I had just heard. "Dan, I know you're going to be mad, but I'm not happy right now, and I'm thinking of us getting a trial separation; so I can get my head together and figure what I want," Carol told me as I stood on the deck cooki...
She was a 25 year old, stunning 5'10" brunette, who had moved into the neighborhood over the winter. I hadn't paid much attention to her until I was out in my yard this past spring, getting my lawn ready to withstand and thrive during the upcoming summer. I was going about my business when I heard grunts and groans coming from the next yard. It sounded like...