Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. ****************** Los Angeles, California "Cut! We need to redo the scene over again, one more time!" The voice calling out was that of a director annoyed at the scene unfolding before him. John Allen had been working tirelessl...
Chapter 18 Claire emerged into Arrivals Reception pushing her trolley with two huge cases, two smaller ones, her laptop and some duty-free bags. She searched those waiting and then saw Peter standing among the crowd. He simply stood. He did not wave to catch her attention and his face seemed emotionless, neither happy nor sad, though certainly not eager. S...
It has been a while...sorry about that. Sometimes life interferes. Anyway, I had a lot of fun writing this story and I hope you enjoy it. Please let me know what you think. As always, this is a work of fiction and the characters are imaginary, existing only within the confines of the story and my imagination. Enjoy! * It felt fairly strange to be back in...
The Gorean Tavern "'Though I am slave,' she said, 'yet for the first time in my life, I am free.'" — John Norman, Nomads of Gor After he lost his job at the Wooden Pony Club, Richard moved back in with me. I was by now renting a house on the edge of the university campus, and with Matthew out of my life there was room enough. And while taking him in undou...
Mike's Navy: a novel in five parts Part 5: Changes copy write 2014 Chapter 66 Sunday 23 June, 1985 When Mike parks by the gate and snoozes Ken Daniels wakes him. "Sorry, I didn't know anyone was out here. I'm going off shift but Ferman's down there. Toot your air horn." Mike looks at his watch and sees it's nearly seven thirty. He toots his air h...
It was the perfect day for it to happen. I'm surrounded by friends and family enjoying the happy occasion. Outside the vortex of gaiety are curious onlookers, either sneaking peeks at the celebrating crowd or staring with envious eyes wishing they merited being included in the guest list. My father, Harrison Williams sat near the head of the long table pres...
My name is Pete and my wife Ellie and I live near Portland Oregon. When Ellie was thirteen she started attending an after-school drama workshop in downtown Portland, called MiMi's, and stuck with it until they tore the old playhouse down to put up an IHOP in the late nineties. Her and her friends still boycott IHOP, since, according to her, the group had bee...
Hi folks. This is my first story of the two oh one four. it's a little bit long so you can stretch out and think about how flawed the characters are and decide for yourself where they all went wrong. I'd love to hear your opinions on this one. This is an experiment into trying to make both crowds happy. I think there's enough revenge for the BTB people and e...
This is a companion piece to the stories of Seaborne Memorial High School. It's Lucas' turn this time. He turned out to be a little more introspective than I was expecting, but then he is an English teacher. He's a slow, cautious guy; this ain't a quick spank story, though most of mine aren't. Enjoy! * * * Until that Thursday, I thought of her as "Liz...
An Erotic fantasy * Written for the love of my life, without whom I am incomplete... my lover and my best friend, my wife. ************************* 1 - CHAPTER ONE - Friday ************************* The drive was interminable. They hadn't realized how long of a drive it was to the Berkshires. Ok...it wasn't so much that it was a long trip, but they...