Spring Green Things are never what they seem Let a star be just a star And a woman -- just a dream. Dreams Are Best | Robert Service Oh yes, life is change...because as Yeats' said -- 'things fall apart,' and the fall can be brutal and direct -- or -- such change may arrive softly, with the coming of a breeze. Sometimes change arrives on vast columns of...
This is a romance, but hopefully it is not too sentimental. There some more adventurous things through the story, but is also quite a slow burn. I love comments, but I ask that you log in. I got sick of anonymous sniping comments that were mostly just nasty so I disabled that option. Please enjoy. ***** The neighbourhood I grew up in was one of those co...
It was a beautiful Saturday morning as the light poured in through the windows of the third floor Greenwich Village loft apartment. Ryland Abernathy stirred beneath the thin cotton sheet as he felt the warmth of his girlfriend's body pressed up against his side. Her naked limbs tree-branched over his in a sidesaddle cocoon of familiar comfort. Her sun-kisse...
Franklin Patterson woke slowly, aware of the cool, crisp sheets surrounding his nude body. He lifted his left hand to his forehead as his eyelids fluttered open. "That was one hell of a party," he muttered as he sat up and swung his legs over the side of the bed. He looked around as he stood. The walls were eggshell white, two walls held paintings of bowls...
This is my entry for the 2017 Summer Lovin' contest. A brief departure from my usual style of pseudo-realism, this is a whimsical fantasy about the courtesans of the ancient world working their magic in modern times. Please enjoy, don't forget to cast your vote at the end with the stars, and be sure to check out the other fantastic contest submissions! Happ...
"I'll see you next week, Greg. Great game, man! Hey, can you believe we actually survived the attack on that goblin camp? Thirty against 5! Lucky for us, the GM was having a bad dice night." The excitement in Dragan's voice was palpable. "Oh, I know, I know. It was so wicked! I'm really glad you found Jeff online. We really needed a good GM after that last...
ONCE AGAIN EDITED BY THE INCOMPARABLE 'WIRES' WITHOUT WHOM THIS WOULD BE A POORER STORY BY FAR. HIS HELP IS APPRECIATED IMMENSELY. ***** Janice Stover drove her old Jeep Wrangler into the parking lot of her software company. She felt a surge of pride when she saw all the other cars there. It had been a struggle from her first day of operation, but the hard...
This is a story nothing serious and couldn't find an editor. Not much sex, no cuck and no BTB. Just another sad tale, but a warning the narrator is not necessarily telling the truth and his views do not necessarily reflect the author's. The object in my hand is small and seems entirely harmless. It is less than five inches long, a little over two inches...
This is a story about a young Marine Corps pilot during the era between the Korean War and the Viet Nam War. * Captain Micaiah McDermott, USMC, stood by the huge aircraft. It dwarfed him, he had just completed a walk-around inspection of the Douglas Aircraft AD-5 Skyraider single engine naval attack aircraft. This was a utility version of the bomber and b...
E&E The story continues. Lt. General Isaiah McDermott, USMC, Ret. looked in the side rear view mirror of the motor home as they pulled away from the saluting sentry at the gate of Marine Corps Air Station, Cherry Point, North Carolina. He knew this could be the last salute he might ever receive. He had given and received thousands of them during his thirt...