For three days Candi Palmer waited on her Husband to e-mail her back after the sensitive video's she had forwarded to him concerning her and his Father. The more days that passed the more difficult it was for her to concentrate. She expected the worst. This time she had gone too far she suspected. Damian's temper would flare and come down hard on her and his...
This is part 1 of a longer story. I am submitting this early to gain some feedback to determine if it is worth me writing & submitting more. There is almost no sexy stuff so far, as I am just setting the basis of the story. Thank you in advance for any valuable comments. ======================================== CHAPTER 1 DAY 1 Monday John e...
Chapter 15 Closing the Circle I was dripping in sweat when the P.T. hour was over. I hadn't done that much, but the effort required to spend even five minutes on the stationary bike was enough to wear me out. When I weighed myself after two weeks I had lost another ten pounds. Just as it had with my first surgery, that single fact was the motivator for me t...
This is a longer story than those I've written lately. It is not a love story, not an incest story, and not a gay story. Is it a story with a grain of truth in it? That is your call. For me, it is just a fantasy. Weekend at the lake I began loading the car with weekend essentials for a planned escape to the lake. I enjoy a trip there every three or four...
When Misty showed up at one of the local Association meetings Thomas belonged too, he was full of lust for her immediately. She was very beautiful. She was dark skinned. She was Asian and Afro-American - with gorgeous results. She had long straight coal black hair and beautiful smooth silky skin. Her eyes were brown but very bright and she had a beautiful sm...
I know a lot of these stories always start off with "I blame this person", or "I blame this situation", etc., for how things turned out. In truth, I don't blame anyone, because blame almost implies regret and, trust me, I have no regrets with how things turned out. The story actually starts eleven years ago, when my buddy, Lance Kimball, was going through w...
I'm frozen. Not cold, but immobile. I can hear the sounds of morning downstairs. Children clatter in the kitchen and a television shouts cartoons into an empty lounge room. Something akin to fear grips me and holds me pinned to the warm bed. I can't even speak to call out to Lisa who I can hear singing in the ensuite shower. My breath comes in ragged shallow...
One of the great things about being an army brat is you get exposed to a lot of different things kids in the U.S. do not get exposed to. Before going to college I had lived in Germany, Japan, Brazil, and Italy. I am now fluent in four languages (besides English), I can prepare sushi, I know how to make wine, I can kick your ass using either Karate or Capoeir...
Chapter 17: A Hero Falls Special thanks to Desert Pirate for his kind assistance. The next morning, I was still a bit stiff and sore. I got up slowly and put my bathrobe on. Going to Uncle Dar's room, I saw that he was awake so I asked him if he minded me using the tub for a long soak. He looked at me and asked, "Bit sore this morning? Bet that teaches yo...
Liddy lay exhausted on the couch after scribbling down the revised bill for the party. The other women had had the luxury of going straight to bed. It wasn't until some hours later that she was awakened by a knocking at the door. One of the soldiers answered it and came to see Liddy. She took the bill from the table before noticing Liddy was awake and paused...