Wednesday dawned bright and clear. Nancy was mildly thankful, since she wasn't sure Imogene's car could climb their hill if the road was wet. She bathed and washed her hair, and switched the TV on to watch Jerry Springer, while she shaved her legs and her nail polish dried. She fixed a Screwdriver with just a light splash of vodka to sip on while Jerry roast...
"All we were doing is talking! It's not like that time when you...." Dana caught the look on Dan's face and stopped. Nearly four years of marriage meant that Dan and Dana knew each other fairly well, or at least he thought so. He and Dana were at a small party, he lost track of her and found her outside on the porch talking to Doug, the one guy he disliked...
This is the third installment of the 'Un-Break My Heart' sequels. Yes, I know that "unmerciful" isn't hyphenated. It is called literary license. The same rules apply. If you are looking for a happy ending sorry, many things don't end happily. Read a fairy tale, (as long as it isn't the Brothers Grimm). While this is not a Loving wife story, it does continue...
Selene was a high school senior, freshly turned eighteen, gorgeous as any Hollywood "It" girl, not quite a social outcast, but definitely not a member of the "in" crowd. Peter – Mr. Sohn – was the new English and creative writing teacher, just out of college, every girls ideal kind of man and smarter than a lot of his college professors. He considered the hi...
1964 was a far different world than the one we all live in today. Ronnie couldn't know that of course, he was fresh out of high school and like most young men at the time, there was not a single clue in his mind of what he would do with his life. His world had been school, and work, it was the only world he knew. As far as anything like a social life, there...
Author’s note: Read The Awakening first, and perhaps this will make a little more sense. Remember, this is fiction, written for our mutual enjoyment, not the real events in my other stories of Linda and Earl. Enjoy! Let’s do it Again. “So, who’s next?” Lucy asked, hugging me from behind as I finished the last of the story. I jumped as the tip of her tongue...
This is a repost of an old story so there will be no voting. Enjoy. There is very little sex in this story, sorry. * I always hated Mondays. This one would turn out to be one of my worst ones. My wife, Peggy, was very despondent and moody. She fixed breakfast for the boys and I as if she were a robot. She wasn't being nasty, just depressed. It didn't help...
WARNING: English is NOT my first language - I have learned it in school and practiced it a lot in trading, but this is (even though pornographic) supposed to be literature. So please bear with me, or, if not, just read something else. I also need to mention that the story is true, depicting my personal memory. ***** What I remember is that we've been som...
Author's note: Really nothing new to add. The next chapter will be the soiree and, after that, everything should be set up for some more interesting and intimate interactions. Same caveats apply as noted in earlier chapters! ***** As James Davidson climbed into his waiting carriage, Maya Ramirez walked into her one room apartment, carrying a bag with a few...
Welcome back, In this chapter, we will fast forward a bit. Not very far, but enough to move the story along. I hope you stick with me and enjoy. Happy reading. IR2R ***** Chapter 4 Marisol served dinner and everyone noticed that she was smiling. BJ didn't like it. He remembered his sisters acting like this as well as a few of the girls he dated when he...