Copyright Oggbashan October 2013 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. ************************************************* I was lookin...
It's a romance; it just took me a while to get it there. My list of thanks are always to those friends of mine who share so much time and their expertise with me. To Hal1 who started the ball rolling and the rest of you who helped get it to print. Thank you. ******* With the sun at its highest, the back of my hand wiped away the sweat from my forehead. I...
Chapter 6: Peter's story Peter Neilson was tending to his garden. Now the very long days had arrived he enjoyed putting in a couple of hours hard work during the early morning, when the air was still crisp and cool, before he was due at school for the morning staff meeting. The storm the previous day had battered some of his plants, and Peter was busy re-st...
(All persons engaged in sexual activity are over 18 years of age and any similarities between this story and real life are purely coincidental). Author's Note: If you haven't already, read my story "Mayor's Wife - Part 1" before continuing. *********** It wasn't enough that I spent the last 24 hours as the young, stud lover of Mrs. Jill Cole; the Mayor's...
By Likegoodwine copyright July 2013 Here's another story for you, a bit longer than my usual ones. I often write stories that depict characters that are a bit extreme. This one reflects more a normal kind of guy. There is cheating in this story but no revenge: only sadness then hope. The wife isn't burnt, not even scalded. She will just be forgotten. Thank...
Thank you to "LadyCibelle" and "Techsan" for the editing of my stories they make them a much better read. Chapter 1: A older man reflects back. It's hell getting old. Not as much getting old as losing your friends and loved ones. My wife passed away last year of the dreaded cancer. I'm a little mad at God for that. I went up to the alter many years ago and...
Skyler pulled the truck over to the side of the gravel road and stepped out. He didn't have much of a cell signal to begin with, and he knew it was worse inside the truck. The call went through, and his father answered in a weary voice, "Hello?" "Sorry to call, but I accidentally deleted that map you emailed me with the landmarks. I'm somewhere near the pla...
My phone rang just after my daughters and I got home from dinner with Charles. Charles's number showed on the caller ID. "Hello?" I said. "Hello. Is this the beautiful lady with the beautiful daughters?" Charles said. I giggled. "Yes, this is she." "I had a really good time tonight. Even though you did leave me stranded all alone in the mall for a while."...
Many thanks to techsan for editing this story. * I think that I, Dennis Sandén, was a rather average young man in our small Scandinavian town where I had a pleasant life thanks to my three years in vocational school and in army service as anti-aircraft equipment technician. I had got a well-paid job at a company, which restored and installed machines to th...
"You sure you want me to do this?" Gabby Becket stood apprehensively in front of the full-length mirror mounted on her bedroom door. Her husband Dan laid a red cloak out on the bed and ran his palms across the surface so it was nice and smooth. "Of course I'm sure," Dan said. "Yours will be the best Halloween costume ever." Dan grinned. Gabby grinned as w...