Here's a short story for you. There's no sex scene. As is often the case with me, my story shouldn't be taken seriously, just a few words put together to make people smile. Edited by JonB1969. Your votes and comments are welcome. ***** Martha was getting ready for the awards ceremony organized by her employer Hendricks, Emerson, Lake & Palmer. There are...
As the red hull of the canoe moved smoothly through a slight chop on the lake, Danny dipped his paddle and pulled strongly toward the far side. It was a near-perfect day on the lake; sunny, a light breeze and the smell of summer in the air. In the stern, Danny had his sites set on the far side of the lake, a spot he knew would hold some voracious trout. Thi...
Chapter 1 Fred Morgan stepped into the bedroom from the master bath. It was six in the morning. He dressed in the early morning light, not bothering to turn on the lamp. He stepped into his khaki slacks and put on a plaid shirt. In the old days it would be suits and ties, but modern times were different. It was his busy time of the year. His fold-over valis...
“This? Oh come on June. This doesn’t mean anything. This happens all the time.” Kevin groaned mentally. “This” was his throbbing erection. June was his wife. “Doesn’t mean anything” referred to the fact that he got the erection watching June’s best friend Barbara bend over. “This happens all the time’ – well, that was just another in a series of mistakes a...
If you sucked down a deep breath—the kind where you feel the air press down on the bottom of your lungs, you can make out the scent from last year's camping trip trapped between the folds of the Gore-Tex domed tent. The mildew-ish smell was more offensive when I first freed the rolled up shelter from its stow-away condom, thankfully over the last several hou...
Their paddles swung in perfect rhythm as the women stroked their canoe across the lake. The shore ahead presented a solid dense wall of green bushes backed by the spruce and pine forest of the vast northern Boundary Waters Canoe Area. Both women knew from their maps that somewhere probably directly ahead a marked portage awaited. Simple signs and a well-wor...
People around Lake of the Sky called him a crazy old man, but his name was Henry Addison. Folks said that he was crazy, because he had wasted his life on an impossible quest, when he could have been making a place for himself in the world. They said that his explanation, about why he kept watch on a certain parcel of property near the lake, was another indic...
In the morning after breakfast, Travis and Lisa broke camp and pushed their canoe off the pebbly beach. Lisa sat in the stern. Minutes later they arrived at the portage to tiny Jenny Lake. The portage trail was flat, short and easy. Travis had no difficulty. Minutes after pushing off on Jenny, they arrived at the portage to tinier Annie Lake. Once again, the...
We had come to the end of what I expected to be our last family vacation together. With college graduation coming up for my son and my daughter's impending marriage to a guy heading to basic training in the Navy I knew another trip like this one would be difficult. Actually just getting this on off the ground was a monumental task, between my work schedules,...
From there, life went back to as normal as it could be for Dark Division agents. Dani and Stan handled cases in their area and crashed at hotels or safe houses as they went. Stan became more and more adept as Dani worked on training him in various forms of combat and forcing him to read volumes upon volumes of her research related to all the creatures she kn...