[To give credit properly, the song quoted within the story is written by Alison Krauss. It's one of my favorite songs. This story could be put in Romance, Erotic Couplings, or even Loving Wives. There is no cheating, but the wives are loving. As always, your votes and comments are encouraged.] * * * * * We were so lucky. In 1999 we were ready to buy a hous...
"Alas! That all we loved in him should be, /But for our grief, as if it had not been, /And grief itself be mortal." (Percy Bysshe Shelley) To the people of Rosella Grove Mrs. Grace was something of an enigma. She lived alone yet she wore wedding and engagement rings and used the title "Misses." The window peepers of the Grove kept her under surveillance i...
tara It was a hot Monday afternoon in late June at the university library and it was six years since Jack had been back to his old university. The basement of the old library was nice and cool and it smelled exactly as he remembered. As Jack wandered through the building, the old smells and sounds were like an old familiar friend and he opened his mind to t...
This is the third installment in a series under this title. This chapter picks up where the second chapter stopped. This story is a work of fiction. While the story has some basis in reality, any similarities to any real person or entity are entirely coincidental and unintended. ***** Not long after the Firm Dinner, Carol made me bundle up and she took me...
I've explored this theme before: first love and where it leads or doesn't lead. I'm convinced that in most cases it ends, as it should for all sorts of good reasons. My first love in college was a striking brunette who, I was firmly convinced, would someday be my wife. We parted during our sophomore year. Geography was a factor but there were other issues i...
Copyright 2004 hammingbyrd7 Chapter 1. Stacey awoke about two hours before dawn. All the frustration of the earlier night had disappeared and she found she could finally think clearly. She turned over and gazed at the young man sleeping by her side. "Oh, Stacey," she thought, "What were you thinking of? He was so embarrassed already, why did you have to st...
(WMD = Winter Men's Dilemma; My own irreverent spin on the BBC mythology) *Editing magic performed by KJ24 and Shyqash, plus contributions by the regular gang of brigands and neer-do-wells* *This story is NOT TO BE TAKEN SERIOUSLY!* * Vlad ~ "You actually expect me to believe my father, brothers and I have the genetic capability to addict every woman we h...
A big 'Thank You' to LadyCibelle and Techsan for editing my story. They make it a much better read. If you ever find mistakes, it's probably me making changes after it's been edited. * Chapter 1: What Happened ten years earlier? "Hello, April?" "Yes, it's me, Beth. I was getting out of the shower when the phone rang. I wanted to beat the answering machin...
Authors Note: Thank you to everyone left comments or sent me feedback about previous chapters of this story. Thank you again to Margaret who continues to proofread for me. She's a lovely friend to have. ~ellie ***** It had not taken long to settle the children in from their big day out and all of them, even the older ones, had fallen asleep relatively quic...
Sheila didn't want to publish this story under her own Lit name, so I let her post it under my account. I hope you enjoy her story, and if you have comments I'll make sure she gets them. I told my view of her early 'movie career' in my recounting under Sisters, Friends, and Lovers - Chapter 23. Enjoy her account; this has a lot more details than my reporting...