Too Much of a Good Thing: A Fantasy of Excess. Chapter VII A Lady of Surprises. I don’t know how long we lay there semi-comatose, but I regarded that interval at the time as the happiest moment of my life. The world was three people, the yacht the sea and the sky were their only companions, and the medium that bound them together was pure sex. Later...
Amanda Lewis stood staring at the end of her driveway where she'd watched Jack Nicholson's taillights disappear and heard the sound of his tires screeching in his haste to get away. She could feel tears threatening again when she felt a hand on her shoulder and heard Heather's soft voice. "My God, Amanda... this must've been one hell of a weekend..." She t...
AN: All dialogue, unless otherwise noted, is spoken in Japanese. For cultural objects that don't fully translate I've added a glossary at the end of the chapter. If New York was the city that never slept, then Terry thought Tokyo was the city that never dreamed. Its denizens pulsed through the neon veins of the city, on their way to work and back, or anot...
The Linda Porter-Walter Snyder romance which started during the Thanksgiving week progressed into a steamy, burning torrid relationship; in other words hot! After that initial Saturday night the two of them went to Linda's apartment in Grand Rapids. Walter made excuses to his parents so that he did not get to their place until Wednesday night, being the eve...
Chapter 2 – Doris At what point had I missed something so obvious...so basic? How was it that my own daughter had been so much smarter than I had about a relationship? Hadn't I been living with this man for over 40 years? So why was I sitting in this car silently looking out the window when the man I loved more than my next breath was sitting less than thre...
I always had a thing for a man in uniform, a military uniform to be precise. Growing up, I spent a lot of time with my grandfather and followed in his footsteps with my love of air craft. My grandfather's name was Gerry but ever since I could remember, I called him Sarge. He instilled in me a respect for all things military and taught me about the honour d...
It was a quiet week and I was sitting down to write part two of my latest story, Jess was cleaning up after dinner when I received an email. It said "Hi, I am in town, want to get together for some fun?" It was from an email address I had never seen before, so I replied, "Depends, who is this?" About 2 minutes later the reply came back. "Just a fan of TheC...
My niece plays softball in a little league that is sponsored by the city we live in. Her coach, Kristen (not her real name), is really the only fun thing about the games. Kristen was on the thick side. She had sort of a chunky face that she usually packed make-up onto, and pouty lips that are the same dark-red color as her long, curly hair. She's not what...
I had arranged to attend a meeting that morning. It had been a while since I had actually been to work, and what I needed to do was make some contacts in person. My husband away in Newcastle and my mother staying at my house to keep my children occupied gave me that great opportunity. Easter had just been and gone over the past weekend and it had been a quie...
I don't know exactly where to begin this story and so I'm just going to jump in. It was a Saturday. Paul and I had been in a softball tournament that had us playing three games. (We lost in the Championship game 4 -- 2.) During the course of the games I got hammered pretty good; first in a play at the plate in which I collided with a brawny catcher. The col...