There are some days that should never happen. Today was one of these days. Actually, to tell the truth, the last several hundred should have never happened. Life used to be good, fun, and exciting; there were things to look forward to every day. I used to get up in the morning and be excited about going to work, if I got a new project I would be excited with...
*Author's Note: Any persons engaging in sexual activity are at least eighteen years of age. Ch 1 The 2005 yearbook of St. Thomas Aquinas has the usual groups of photographs; graduating seniors, the other classes, faculty, sports and intramural clubs. In the rear of the book are the various photographs of slices of life at St. Thomas Aquinas for the Sch...
The chronological order of my stories is now listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are used only for the literary purposes...
My eyes open hesitantly - struggling to adjust to the early morning sun filtering in through the bedroom curtains. I let out a small groan as I reached across the nightstand at the side of the bed in an effort to turn the alarm clock in my direction so that I could see what time it was. I froze in mid-reach when my mind finally processed the fact that I was...
This is the story of a young man and the journey he undertakes in order to help his dying uncle fulfill his bucket list. Prologue It was a cloudy, cool, and windy morning. John and MaryAnn stood grieving, as the coffin of Joe Taylor was lowered into the ground. John was going to miss his demanding, strong willed, adventurous and loveable Uncle. For more t...
Note: All persons in this novel are fictitious. If you are looking for a great deal of explicit sexual activity, this story is not for you. Those scenes that are included will be evocative rather than just for the sake of sex itself. This story is for your reading pleasure. Its length is undetermined at this time, because I do not know where my mind will tak...
Honesty may be the best policy, but it doesn't always get you what you want! JACK I met April just after I moved to town - purely by chance at my new doctor's office -- she backed into my bumper and then got out to look at her car. If I had not been sitting in my parked pickup (I always arrive early for any appointment) I am not sure she would have owned u...
Ch. 10: Plague and Cure A little girl stood alone in the darkness. Her small body shivered from the chill. She was standing, cold and lonely, in the middle of nowhere. Her eyes tried to penetrate the darkness, yet they failed. She was trapped here, and she could do nothing. She was helpless. The lonely girl began to wander around, trying to find her way t...
[An Account from the PRISM Chronicles] Part 7 Chapter 1 Cranking Up for the Long Trip North "Hayden, how close are you to being ready to leave?" Parker Scott called out to her lover, Hayden Wellington, from the bedroom of Swamp Central. She and fiancé Mark had married the year before, and their union had been more wonderful than she'd imagined. One o...
'We should go to the cosplay convention!!' Brad suggested to the group, almost bursting with excitement. 'What the fuck would I do at a cosplay convention?' Jane laughed, rolling her eyes at him. 'Well the obvious thing would be to cos-play, it would be awesome,' Brad replied, trying not to let her dampen his enthusiasm. 'Oh yeah, that would be fabulous,'...