"Chocolate" Soon, a Friday rolled into a Saturday. At around six, the sun was already up. It rained earlier during the twilight hours. There was dew everywhere. Then in an edge rustic cabin, an alarm went off. That was when Raymond Lafayette's new day began. Ray stretched his long arms after slapping his face. He turned to climb out of bed. After that, he...
Hello to all. This is Part 4B the Hallmark-ish version. It has no real relationship to the other items I have written. It's a continued commentary and idea formed around a common argument between a friend and I. While he is a Tech Guy, he has an absolute abhorrence to the idea of an AI companion. While I, being more in the Luddite and troglodyte realm, think...
I had just turned 20 years old and was in a dead end job. I was drifting in no particular direction. I had no girlfriend and never had even been on a date with a girl. There wasn't much happening for me and I knew it. I was thumbing through a magazine featuring pictures of naked females and stories of bizarre sexual encounters when a small classified ad cau...
Greca smelled the burning before she heard the screams. She stilled in front of the wide stone hearth, confused, glancing to see if an errant bit of cloth had fallen into the cookfire. The acrid smell was thin but strong - lanolin, cypress, cedar. She crossed the dim room, pushing open the shutters, startling a pair of roosting doves into the waning evening...
Chapter Sixteen - Barrack Room Bettys The voyage back to Portsmouth was via Fremantle Western Australia, Colombo Sri Lanka, with a final fuelling stop at Gibraltar. It was uneventful until the last night at sea. Barrack Room Bettys had been filled to capacity every night as the ports on the return voyage were not particularly conductive to the sort of carou...
Thank you everyone for the lovely comments on the first chapter! I was overwhelmed by the response! I'm trying to write a little novella, complete with all kinds of emotions. Those who are awaiting the 'hot stuff', well, the wait will soon be over. *wink* Enjoy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Red chilli powder, bitter gourd seeds, and a gen...
This story is a work of fiction. Only the really boring parts are autobiographical. Any resemblance of any character in this story to any real person is unintentional and pure coincidence. Please read Chapter One to get the context for this story. ***** The Monday after my meeting at Karen's condo, I called one of my connections. Jim Carr had served as Gov...
A story based loosely on my own love story. I enjoy feedback and ideas. I love hearing what you guys think and what you guys want to happen. I'm also learning to accept the bad with the good. Although it's still hard, I appreciate every comment I get whether it be flat out negative or very positive. So thank you. I don't have an editor but I am on the hunt!...
Judith, who everyone called Judy and who was my wife, didn't know that the mentioning of another man's name while we had sex would crack the mental cover I had worked so hard during my pre-puberty and early teens to construct around a dark side of my personality only a handful of people knew existed. The first time it emerged was when I was twelve and I almo...
This story is the ninth in a series. Hopefully, it can be read pleasurably as a stand-alone work. The previous installments give some context. This installment starts slowly but, hopefully, gets warm towards the end. ***** Not long after Claire and Rick's bottomless party, Mala got another call from Claire. Mala called Sarah, Carla, and me into a conferenc...