CHAPTER 1 The bar in the conference hotel was almost empty when Hayden Jeffs, who'd been talking to the almond-eyed beauty behind the bar for the three nights in a row, said, "Why don't you allow me to take you away from this artificial world darling?" "I've told you not to call me darling." "Sorry darling." "You should be in bed sleeping off your big fi...
You may have noticed that there are a few places around your house where dust gathers and gets overlooked by the person (i.e., wife/girlfriend) who normally does the dusting. Examples include places like high shelves, behind the TV screen, fragile antiques, the lower rungs of chairs and windows. I know a lot about window dust since I run the window replaceme...
Everyone in this story is over eighteen. It deals with Steve and his wife Roni (short for Veronica) and all characters are fictitious, having no relation to any real person. * I had been married for three years when the events I am about to relate started to unfold. I should tell you about myself – stuff I had never revealed before included. Twenty e...
By jay.palin © 2008. All Rights Reserved. All characters are at least 18 years old. My 22 year marriage was over, for reasons too numerous to mention. Our two kids were grown, had graduated from college early, and my former wife had naturally gotten the house in the divorce. My dad had died many years before and Mom had passed on more recently, leavin...
A Dragon’s Tail DISCLAIMERS: Any person involved in a sexual act is above the age of 18. All characters appearing in this work are fictitious, and any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. This story contains some supernatural events, but is not intended to disrespect any religion. This story also has fictitious members of th...
It was after supper, but the evening sun still shone through the lofty windows of the gymnasium to catch dust particles floated weightlessly in its slanting streams of light. A naked young man who promoted the delicate aura of a fragile girl stood fumbling over his words before the seated figure of Miss Twist, groping helplessly for an excuse to explain the...
Sitting on the leather couch in the front yard of her mother's single wide trailer, Cassandra and her best friend forever Rebecca were already restless. Mid May and just returned from their first year of college, the return to the white trash existence they had both grown up in was a jarring reality shock. Now having tasted a better life, the small burning u...
Part 1: La Contessa Prologue My mother reaches under the bed and draws a pile of torn papers. 'It is time for you to learn of your heritage. This was written by your father. It is in his handwriting, and the only copy I have. Treat it carefully. I'll be in the kitchen if... when you have questions.' I sit down on her bed and start to read... * * * * *...
The narrator of this story is a minor character in The Lake House Rules/Dana's Side series. It should stand alone, but you might want to read those stories, too. The First Day of School When I first saw her from behind in the hallway on the first day of school, I thought that she was a middle school student lost in the high school. She was tiny, and her l...
Funny how impulsive decisions, even if wrong, can have long distance positive effects on your life.. As my athletic dreams collapsed, and my university courses developed I set my mind on becoming a journalist. And for two years I slaved at those courses that took me towards my goal. Then, out of nowhere, came the idea of switching to teaching. Why? Social...