Hello there. Come right on in. I hope you don't mind my nightgown and me talking to you here from my bed. No! Don't you go getting the wrong idea! My name is Mary Margaret Hawthorne and I'm eighty-six years old. This bed that you see me here in is my hospital bed. You see, I'm dying. No, don't be sad for me. I've lived a long life and all of these people y...
This was originally titled Quicksilver Messenger, but based on some ideas from readers I have made some changes and retitled the series. In addition, I have a new editor that helped clean up some of the speed bumps in the story. Thanks to Glenn514. It is still the same basic story and the changes are not massive, but to me it is enough to warrant a new versi...
Ed Mason sat back in Murphy's bar, going over what he knew of this new 'militia' movement. He knew, first off, that they were fighting the Cubans here in Texas, which was bad for business. He ran guns for a few Cuban supply sergaents, men who were just as corrupt as he himself was. He knew that they were most likely cattle ranchers, since the supply of beef...
My girlfriend's old roommate and best friend arrived for a visit. On the first night at our place, my girlfriend, Phoebe, told me that she and her old friend, Abby, had been lovers and wanted to pick up where they left off more than a year ago. I was now trying to figure out if I was losing my girl or if the three of us were moving toward some new three-way...
Author's Note: I haven't written one this short in awhile. It was nice to get it out of my head in in under 20,000 words. Thanks Tim413413 - at least I am starting to make it a little easier to edit. ***** Mailboxes had been innocuous things most of my life. The last year had made mine something to fear. It was a simple white metal box, sitting atop a cros...
Cast of Characters [Note: Spoiler Alert - this includes updates that may ruin some plot points] Life as a New Hire By Nut Ranch and FinalStand Impossible gratitude to Nut Ranch who not only made this list - he made it thrice. Only my ineptitude had kept the first two creations from the light. As always, the subject matter is my responsibility. If you li...
Chapter One – Abigail did not quite run, knowing that if she did one of the other girls might see and wonder what was the matter. She did not run, but she hurried at as fast a walk as she dared, her pulse hammering and a hot flush awash on her face. A repulsive, slippery-warm feeling had taken up residence inside of her, making her skin tingle and her n...
CHAPTER 1 Odors of decay, cooking smells and rotting refuse added to the usual neighborhood atmosphere of noisy vehicles, street kids yelling at play and women screaming while being wacked in outbreaks of domestic violence as broad-shouldered Xavier Hall (27) slammed the cab door shut and he grunted, "Airport." "Lovely night for flying," yawned the cabbie,...
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...
The Man Who Fucked His Way across Chelsea and Back Again - Part 2 INTERVIEW I was invited to see the head designer, Liza Blow at Vagina Shoes after a successful phone call. I forwarded some of my friend's best sketches by email and she phoned me back a few weeks later. Jefferson, who let me borrow one of his portfolios, was a Cordwainer's graduate and spec...