Note: This is meant to be a continuation of Shy Indian Wife Opens Up by aurelius1982. I have received permission via email from the original author to post this story as a continuation of his. Reading that series first will give you context for this. ***** "I thought I was hallucinating." Bela glumly said. "That my guilt was making me imagine you were righ...
The Houseboat Adventure As I have probably mentioned previously, Liz was not always as cheerful as she might have been, suffering from unprovoked mood changes for no apparent reason on many occasions when in our presence. The Tuesday night she came up to visit Helen and I at our unit, just after we had finished having supper was not to be one of those times...
"H...Hello," said Sarah with a tremble, "I didn't hear you come in." "No well you wouldn't have done would you, being asleep. Huh some bloody babysitter you are, I could have been anybody." It was Elisabeth! Sarah, although half asleep, knew that however much of a shit Bruce Young was, no way was she going to take smartarse comments from his sister-in-law...
"You're doing what?!" The tall blonde's eyes widened. The twins looked down. They were even blonder than the dismayed woman, but far shorter, and the older of the two, Sarah, frowned deeply, "I'm sorry, Janelle. We've been dreading telling you, but our ma is really sick and we're moving back to take care of her." Janelle took a deep breath and nodded, "Y...
Tuesday Afternoon He was about forty, forty five years old, very tall, almost gaunt, and not very well groomed. The man was, in fact, slothful looking in a peculiar, potbellied sort of way, and was wearing greasily tattered green chinos and an old, untucked plaid short-sleeved shirt. His sneakers were foul looking, and probably even fouler smelling, Officer...
Prologue - Placing her back inches from a large tree, Brenda stooped down and teased open a brown canvas satchel. The occasional wind-rush of a car traveling on the road, several yards away, served as a reminder that civilization seemed always to be only one step away. Her son, dear Christopher, had dropped her off on that highway a bit over an hour ago. B...
The next day couldn't come quick enough. Richard Parker awoke on a beautiful Thursday morning full of life and vigor, and jumped readily from his bed, completely nude. Each day now, he felt like he was floating on a cloud. He was not only embracing his training, he was loving and savoring every moment of it. The day before had been so enjoyable and so...
Twenty-year-old Brooke drove furiously from her college back East to her home in the heartland of the United States. She made it home in time to apply for a job as a lifeguard at Edgewood Swim Club, but her poor Camry was now in the shop for maintenance. So, early on an unusually warm Saturday morning in mid-April, Brooke tucked her long red hair into a pony...
I: Brigid and the Patriot's Day Parade "Thbbb! ... Th-thbb!" He licked his lips and tried again on next group of sixteenth notes, pressing against the mouthpiece that felt like a block of ice no matter how much he blew into it. Even through his full-length wool uniform, and the long underwear, he could feel the frigid wind knifing right through him. It...
Sorry for the long delay. It was due to work and life problems. Now that my work problems are postponed thanks to the virus panic, I have managed to finish chapter 28 of Every Man's Fantasy: Treading water. I hope you enjoy it. I won't predict when chapters 29 and 30 will come out, but I'm working on them, and on another short story, which I hope to finish...