Chapter 5 The woman who opened the door to my knock early in the afternoon on January 2 was clearly surprised to see me. "Mister Sterling," she said coldly, holding the door open two feet and no more. "What can I do for you?" "I came to ask a favor, Mrs. Palmer," I said. I'd dressed nicely, in the same outfit I'd tried to wear to church before Jeanne shot...
Authors Notes: Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series should not be, in any way, considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around. ***** Tammy relaxed as the jet lifted off from Or...
-- CHAPTER 4: The Houseguest -- *** *JULY* Rebecca counted repetitions, "Five... six, come on... seven..." I groaned and took the next step, feeling burn throughout my body. "Don't cheat, John! Lower." "Urgh!!!" I grunted and kept going. "Eighteen... nineteen... twenty! Break." I opened my hands, dropping the weights onto the floor and knelt, my back...
Authors Notes: Disclaimer: Celebrity appearances in this series are in no any way to be considered realistic. They are included for the entertainment of open-minded adults only. Their thoughts, words, and deeds are in no way indicative of the real celebrity. They exist here only to build a story around. Over the next couple of weeks, things came together v...
Author's Note: This story is completely fictional and did not happen. All characters and names are fictional and were made up. Special thanks to KMB for this idea. To LD73, this story is for you. I hope you enjoy! ****************** Los Angeles, California Friday morning had come, pushing the work week to it's desirable closing hours. As an old saying we...
This story is part of a continuation of my Road Trip series (see the end of 'Road Trip – California' for a list of the chapters of that series, in order to be read). You need not read that series to enjoy this series. Although real places and celebrity names are used for realism, this story is fiction. Please 'read, enjoy, vote, and comment.' Synopsis of Th...
CHAPTER Three © Springfield (IL) [This is a work of fiction. The story is an unadulterated and unabashed attempt to tickle male fantasies and perhaps some female fantasies as well. It is a fantasy and as such, the story may or may not conform entirely with reality. With historical exceptions, all other locations, events, and characters are entirely fictiti...
What can you say about a twenty three year old girl who died? What is left to be said about a girl who withered away into a shell of the person she once was before finally succumbing to death? What eulogy can possibly bridge the gap between sorrow for a girl long dead and the indifference that keeps me moving forward in this life? Are there no words that can...
Victoria Francis was born on February fourteenth and almost any father would have called her his “little valentine”. Her father, however was comfortably drunk and nestled between the thighs of a panting, blonde-tressed librarian in the next state. He never heard of the birth, nor would he have cared much; the impregnation of Victoria’s mother was the conc...
It started out as a bit of a joke from my wife, Andrea. Her friend Allison was getting married and wanted a naughty bachelorette party. Andrea was in charge of the planning and didn't share her friend's wild streak, at least on the surface. For her own bachelorette party Andrea took her friends to a fancy wine bar and they got dressed up. Andrea was tellin...