Lake Pleasant, New York is a sleepy little town in the southern area of the Adirondacks, and while the living is laid back and - well, pleasant - there are few options for grocery shopping that don't involve a considerable drive to reach, and that's where Cobb's General Store comes in to play. Cobb's offers a wide variety of products and while you don't ge...
Molly laid on the bed, staring at the ceiling, wiping tears from her eyes. Erik had only been gone 2 weeks, but it felt like a lifetime. Where he was exactly, she didn't know. She only knew that she wanted him home. She wanted to feel his kisses on her lips and his hands on her body. She wanted to feel his skin as she pressed her breasts to his chest. She wa...
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...
It was a beautiful fall day. Unseasonably cool at 35 degrees, but perfect for the chore that awaited me. The local Salvation Army had put out a most needed list in the paper, and I knew we had a lot of those things collecting dust in the attic. Also, in three days, the city workers would be in our neighborhood for the fall pick up. They would come by in thei...
Thursday: Jake was sitting alone in his office staring at his computer screen. The monitor was showing the general weather for the Bahamas Islands. His nautical charts were laid out in front of him, faint pencil lines of previous trips criss-crossing the paper. He was the President of High Seas Adventures, a charter company that catered mainly to wealthy cl...
This is a tale of infidelity but has only a little sex. When writing I find myself fascinated more with the human condition than the physical act of sex. After all, betrayal is still the most shocking transgression there is at any level and generates a pain that is hard to recover from. I hope that you will enjoy this submission and I thank you in advance...
This is a coming of age story of a young man in the 1960s. My father and I never really got along. He was a hard man, few words and worked hard all of his life to provide for his family. He was tough though. When I turned 13 he came to me and told me that he would provide a roof over my head, food on the table and laundry, but if I wanted any thing else th...
Back in ’72 I spent the summer mowing lawns. This particular morning I was cruising down the road listening to my newest album, Eat A Peach. I had picked this cassette because I was on the way to a friend of my mother’s to cut her lawn. Her name was Dolores but since she was a kid everyone called her Peachy. I had known her since I was a kid and without a do...
I didn't see Sully for a while after that night. For a while there I hung out in Brooklyn and an old friend introduced me to Joe Pepitone, the former Yankee first baseman. Peppi had just returned from Japan where he'd played for three years. But he told me the Japanese were too set in their ways for him. He was always a little wacky, so my guess was that the...
Jenny picked up her pace as she approached the group of construction workers. "You're right on schedule little lady." Jenny smiled and waived as she ran past the group of men. "Sure you don't want to stop for a drink of cold water?" One of the men shouted. "No thanks." Jenny replied. "Did I tell you have great looking legs?" "Yes everyday this week....