Unexpected "I told you, the date was fine," I huffed as I picked apart my lunch. I met Lara between classes per her request—I regretted that decision. She wanted details from Friday night, and I would have rather had my fingernails pulled out, one by one, with rusty pliers. I didn't want to relive that flop of a date or the mediocre sex that followed; eve...
My father is mad, again. "Kennedy, I'm not mad, it just upsets me," he says in a whisper, looking down at Jackie as if the little boy tugging at my hand cannot understand what he is saying if he lowers his voice into a serious tone. Jackie is an intelligent boy though. He can understand much more than a four year old should be able to, including the tensio...
The wet, gray skies of autumn were blown out to sea by the cold white winter clouds of December. The crisp air made holiday lights glimmer with a brightness that the rain clouds had prohibited. With the need to be indoors comes an opportunity to socialize -- and December brought holiday parties and music. What December did not bring, however, was an opportun...
First, a warning - this story is based around a "Loving wives" theme. If that gives you issues, you are going to have to grind your way to the end, some 50,000 words away before you can grumble. Ask yourself, is it really worth the effort? The second warning is, the first 2 1/2 sections are substantially the same as an earlier submission of mine "Emergence...
Intoxicated. There was no other word to describe the way I was feeling right now. I was completely drunk on his attention and every perfect word he sent my way. Wilder Vaughn even his name was sexy. He was the notorious bad boy of our school and every girl wanted him... me included. I wasn't sure why we were all so infatuated with him. Maybe it was his e...
The Family Ritual -- Ch. 53 DUSTIN CASSIDY AND HOW IT ALL BEGAN By angelface195 ©2013 angelface195 all rights reserved *A note: First I want all of you Family Ritual fans to remember THIS WAS A DREAM! I dreamt the beginning and the end, so none of this is about my own spiritual or religious beliefs. IT WAS JUST A DREAM! This is the last chapter. My fir...
The Junk-Food Murder was the headline in a September 20, 1982 Newsweek. Looking at the article, I gave a start because the victim was Prof. Howard Appledorf and I had once taken a seminar class in which he gave a lecture. I remembered him as an authoritative lecturer who held audience interest. I also recalled a joke he made. "Someone will come to me and say...
Women, It's OUR turn now! MEN are lucky! They have sex basically until they die and may we say die HAPPY! Women, on the other hand, as they get older, may not for a lack of a suitable partner, health reasons, menopause or plainly, they are disgusted by their husbands after years of being humped by them. SO, WOMEN! Let's unite and chase after those younger...
The Summer semester had come to an end and was being wrapped up with the exams. This was the second exam the sophomore class of Ancient Cultures was writing in the week exams began. Across all departments and levels, students of the University of Göttingen were either in the exam hall or in the library studying for their next papers. Dr Patrick was seated i...
Chapter 11 - Epilog On the flight north and at the hotel Katie had booked for him, Travis had lots to think about. He hated leaving but as his thoughts of Katie transitioned to that of looking forward to seeing Rachel after so many months. His time with Katie had been just what he needed. He needed to unwind after his hike. He needed to act on his submissiv...