Ring-ring. Ring-ring. When our phone rings at 10:30 PM, its either a wrong number or something has happened. In this case it was Saturday night and my wife was away at a friend's wedding, so I jumped out of bed to grab the phone before the machine picked it up. "Hello," I grumbled. "Hi," said my wife at the other end. "Is everything OK?" I asked. "Yeah,...
I hope that this last installment of this series is to everyone's liking. If not, I'm sorry. However, to the kind and loyal folks who continue to read my work and leave beautiful comments, as well as constructive criticism, I say this; I wish you peace and God's blessings. ~~~~~~ Chapter One The doctor had cleared Jennifer to come home with us that night...
Jennifer walked into the doctors office with her new born baby boy in her arms. It was time for his 3 week check up. They both went into the office and the doctor checked out the baby. Everything checked out fine and Jennifer was very happy at that news. "Dr. Lynwood" said Jennifer. "Yes Jennifer" said Dr. Lynwood. "I was wondering if you might give me...
I apologize for the long, long delay. I have simply not had the time to write but want to finish this as soon as possible so I can submit some of my other work. These do work better if read in order but if you pick it up here it isn't so complex that you'll be lost. Thanks for your feedback, both positive and negative. My apologies for this chapter being so...
This story was told to me over cocktails at a hotel bar. Is it true? I don't know but the guy swilling his third martini swore it was. I'll leave that to the reader to decide. All names and places have been changed. ***** I. Friday night I was sitting on the living room floor watching a learn to count video with our sixteen month old son when my phone bee...
As Peter and Andrew walked back to their rooms, Peter's comment, ‘What a day’, gained a quick retort from Andrew. "You're not free yet,” he said. “I think there's worse to come. Mum and Jennifer have some business to discuss with you. You thought that the hardest part was asking Jennifer to marry you and plan a fancy engagement. I have news for you my b...
Jennifer's story: 6:07 PM Sunday "Hey, girl, how'd your weekend go?" Monica asked me. Rachel and she just got back, I guess from dinner in the cafeteria. I was at my desk doing my calculus homework; exams are only a few weeks away. "Oh, it was really good; my parents like Mark, they really like him." "Even your dad?" "Dad especially, dad was easier on Ma...
My wife is not what most men would call "perfect." She doesn't have perfect tits or a perfect ass. She has had three kids, and it shows. Her tits are no longer perky. She has stretch marks and has packed on at least forty pounds more than "ideal." She keeps her hair cut short, which while practical, doesn't help her looks. She is pretty, but nowhere near "mo...
A formidable sense of entitlement, grandiose sense of self, stunted awareness of his own hypocrisy and a face you just want to punch, Steve would stifle and dominate the air in a room with two Lady Gagas. Amy, his newfound fiancé and latest conquest at his side, dotes on him and caters, like a spellbound disciple to a prophet, to Steve's insatiable and irrep...
As a moderately successful author, I sometimes do a bit as a guest lecturer in the creative writing course at the local university. I don't get paid anything for this but I like doing it, for reasons both altruistic and self-centered. The writing profession has been good to me over the years and I want to give something back. Besides that, I like to bask in...