I've been in some unusual places in my time, but this is one I never expected to be in at my age and stage of life. Second chances are rare and to be cherished. 1. It began back when I was in high school. I got a summer job at Mannlich & Whitney as a 16 year old intern-trainee, a fancy name for a "go-fer" whose job was to fetch and carry for the tech...
Author's note: For those of you that feel this is in the wrong category, I do realize it could have gone in Loving Wives or even Mature. Since, in my opinion it is a love story, I chose to put in Romance. During the writing of this story, the ages of the main characters went from older to young and ended somewhere in between. First there were no children and...
The next morning, I eased out of a deep sleep as the gray hues of dawn pushed away the total darkness. I became aware of my morning woody and reached under the covers to feel how hard it was. It was hard. The covers rose and fell as my hand took several full-length strokes. I was startled when I felt fingers cradling my balls and then an arm dropped across...
James was my soul mate from birth. We were born in the same hospital, minutes apart, and shared the same newborn quarters, side-by-side. That at least is what my mother has told me. The romantic in me thinks that in those first few days together, we bonded in some mysterious, unknown way. Our parents were best friends, so it was natural that as we grew, we w...
I'd like to give a huge thanks to rnebular for again taking the time to edit what turned out to be a longer story and providing insightful suggestions, which improved the story. For the nitpickers, I'm aware Green Bay cheerleaders aren't as described, but took some creative license because I wanted to use them as the team in the story. Also, the one play tha...
A stifled sob snuck between Kelli's pursed lips as she sat on the edge of her bed. With the curtains drawn and the door shut, her bedroom was dark even though the evening sun peeked through small gaps around the windows. It was that time of the month again and the cramps were as bad as ever. Along with the cramps came the despondency, the moodiness, the list...
This is part 3 of a 4 part story. There is virtually no sex in this story. Your comments, good or bad, are always welcome. Chapter 9: Awakenings I awoke the next day to sounds of laughter coming from downstairs. Ordinarily, I would have gone back to sleep but I recognized the voices of several of my sisters so I rushed to get ready to join them; it was eit...
Jerrod was and is an enigma. He was a gifted metalworker, a talented cabinet maker and finish carpenter. Additionally he had gone to college and become a brilliant engineer. His future could have been one of moneyed leisure had he applied himself. Instead now he lived almost in poverty. While in high school and just after he had taken almost every welding co...
CHAPTER 1 Angela Cherrington left the party disgusted after she'd gone into the family room and saw a guy with a beer bottle hanging from his bared butt and two middle-aged nude women on the floor going at it, head to tail. She left seeking a bed at her girlfriend's home, annoyed her parents continued to have revolting parties. The only child's parents wou...
Seated at my kitchen table, I was attempting to explain a practical application of solid geometry to Kitty Vaughn, a high school junior who was one of my math students at Thayer High School. Like a number of her peers, she was floundering due to the teaching methods of Esther Hirschberg, the student teacher with whom Dr. Fiorelli had saddled me this semester...