Author's Note: I enjoyed and appreciated all the feedback sent to me, and I bow in humility to everyone that took the time to shoot me an email about my work. I take all critiques and suggestions in mind when I'm writing, and I encourage you to send me your opinions, and be as detailed as you'd like to be. I had to cut this chapter in half, for it was...
My thanks, as always, to ErikThread, for this excellent work and helpful suggestions. Any errors or omissions are mine alone. * More often than not, things don't work out the way you plan them. The unexpected pops up to surprise you. Such was the case with Molly and Marilyn and me. The Pickled Pumpkin has a very nice new location. It re-opened a few month...
CHAPTER 12 Anticipating another dry summer in 1979, hinted by abnormal wind direction patterns, and with his commercial investments and ambitions decreasing his interest in farming, Matt has his entire extended Faraway farming property re-surveyed and put up for sale apart from 2000 acres of the original Strathmore Farm on the valley floor and upper terrace...
We had finished with lunch and I put the tray outside the door to be picked up by the roving elves who did such things. I was thinking it was about time to get the new wardrobes fitted when there was a knock at the door. I wasn't really expecting anyone, but then thought of Jacob and the favor I had asked of him. I motioned the girls to get out of sight, and...
Welcome to the "Wine and Old Lace" writing event. Thanks to all the great writers who contributed stories. Thanks to the kind readers who read, vote and comment on our stories. Thanks to Literotica for hosting out stories. Credit to whom due. Hardaysknight is my mentor and gives me critical review. SBrooks also gives me a pre-post read. Thanks to Girlinthem...
Booker studied the painting with a critical eye. The colors were a mishmash of streaks and splatters, as if someone had tried to emulate Jesse Pollack. The effect was striking, if a bit off-putting. "Unexpected, yet appealing," a voice observed. Booker looked over. The man standing there was a few inches taller than him, a solid six feet high. He was youn...
Betrayal: Beth The following was inspired by champsrus's 2001 story, "Wife Needs A Shoulder," in which a quadriplegic is unable to stop his wife from cheating, and is unable to defend himself from her lover, who takes great pleasure in abusing him as well. That story ends with a statement that it would be continued, but it was never finished. While t...
Edited by AtoMisery ---------------- Chapter 1 - Preparation ---------------- My hands ran up Sophie's loose, white t-shirt, making my way up her waist, as I aimed for her breasts. Over the bra, to start. It's not like I'd never felt them before. I had, a few times. But her parents were downstairs, somehow sending the vibes that they were listening to ev...
Introduction This is the final instalment of three. Be sure to read parts one and two first. If you've come this far you'll understand what this kind of writing's about. Hopefully it tells a believable story which keeps you wanting to know what happens next, but it's also a way of exploring the issues we all face in life. By dramatizing the conflicts that...
Dear Diary. I never really like my job, the best I could manage was feigned enthusiasm in front of my supervisors, but it paid well, and so far I had been able to spoof my way through 3 years of regular paychecks with minimal effort. Cube life sucked the life out of you, but computer programing wasn't really difficult and at least it paid far better than m...