Author's Note: This story was edited by ErikThread and DaveT with my thanks and appreciation. Any errors are mine alone. Previously posted on another site. ***** Chapter 1 Meeting Georgette My name is John Carter Smith. As I write this I'm a recent graduate in chemical engineering and self-employed. I didn't have to be self-employed, but the job offers an...
Author's Note: This chapter was revised significantly in January 2014. I hated the original version. As several readers helpfully pointed out, I had misused my characters and corrupted the theme. I have invested serious time in this re-write, so hopefully it is much better. It begins the same but there are big sections that have been replaced as well as new...
NOTE : This story takes place in an alternate Buffyverse, a few years into the future. Faith has remained with the Scooby gang and has become Buffy's secret girlfriend. Willow and Tara are still together and Dawn is now at college. ++++++++++ Music began to blare from Dawn's bedroom. Willow groaned. With a bleary eye, she looked at Tara. Her lover sat on t...
I looked up and down the platform for Track 12 and marveled at the number of bodies waiting for the train to pull into the station. I'd taken the commuter service from New Haven to New York many times before and couldn't ever remember the platform being quite so crowded. It was a beautiful Friday in late May, however, and that may have had accounted for the...
This is the ninth installment of my story about a family with an interesting dynamic. Herein you will see how, after all is said and done, things fall into place for the Professor and his family. ***** The Professor's Women Chapter Nine: The Pieces Fit and a New Love Thursday morning before he left for breakfast, Jackson called Saul on his 'device', usin...
Man you are GOOD! From zero to bed in under eight hours! She's probably with Charlie now, laughing hysterically at how easily you fell for it. Won't say "fuck!" Doesn't emote when she cums! Only ever fucked one guy! — "He lapped it up! Man, is he gullible!" You'll never see her again. Crap. I uploaded the 43 best shots from the concert to Flickr and sent...
"You a juice-aholic or something?" Carrie teased as I slid onto the stool. "Nope, barfly," I grinned winningly. "Lolita?" "No, something more exotic." "Shirley Temple then." "Great." "Two bucks off when I punch your membership card, first one's virtually free." It was nearly closing time and SOL was dead. The orange juice in the tall glass was tangy...
Foreword: READ THIS FIRST This is the true account of how I lost and then regained my self-respect after returning from Afghanistan and finding my now ex-fiancé in bed with a guy who had at one time been my friend. This is real life, and you probably won't like the main character (me). I don't pull any punches in this, even with myself. It isn't as over th...
Author's Note: Excuse the lateness. I'm still working on getting my laptop fixed, among other little problems. I'm already working on Chapter 4 and I promise not to have a long gap between chapters any more. Thanks so much for your patience! ~n4m. ******** The cool night air was an eye-opening shock to his system, the jolt that snapped him back to reality....
This is the continuation of the story REPORTING. It covers the recent lives of ten women who reside in Houston, but focuses principally on three of those women. It is best read in conjunction with the background of Parts 1 to 3, but stands on its own if you as a reader wish to follow that approach. The story really is all about "WHY" and not so much how and...