I most likely began to lose my hearing about twenty-five years ago, but it didn't change my life style very much. Early in my career I had taught classes in Parenting, and one of the main emphasis of the class was effective listening. I was good at effective listening and I learned to lip-read without any formal training. A good listener doesn't just hear...
Chapter 20: The DARKNESS Describing the nighttime sea as 'dark' does a disservice to dark things. There is darkness in the pit of a well, but that darkness is betrayed by the well opening— an escape route back into the light. Darkness exists in the long hallway at night, though it is banished with the flick of a switch. Even the vast expanse of space is lit...
NOTES: This is the story of a teacher seducing his student... SLOWLY. In other words, readers who want instant action should look elsewhere. But if you like character development, scene setting, dialogue and delayed gratification, then this is your story! I wrote this with a new writing partner, a sweet young British girl named Lisa. She wrote Fern's en...
Prologue: Halloween Eve! Jack-o-lanterns grinned from their porches overlooking lawns filled with polystyrene grave stones and plastic skeletons. Paper bats fluttered from every window of the neighborhood determined to fly away with the rustling leaves. The wind was teething in preparation for its icy winter fangs, but on the night before Halloween, it cou...
Gale used the spoon to slice through the crispy puff pastry crust of the pot pie, his mouth watering at the rich scent of chicken that wafted into his nostrils. He lifted the large spoon and blew on a steaming mound of hand-stripped roasted chicken, wavy-cut carrots, Blue Lake green beans, sweet green peas and white corn, then shoveled the whole mass into hi...
I returned from work to find my fiancée asleep on the sofa, wearing her favorite black halter-style bikini. She must have had the afternoon off from her job, for I did not expect to see her before dinnertime. Clearly, she had been tanning in the meager back yard, for she was just slightly darker in color. I stood by the sofa for a moment, simply drinking i...
As always, this is a work of fiction and any resemblence to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental (although it is inspired by an overheard conversation of two lovely young goths in a bar). The characters exist only within my imagination. This is a change of pace for me...if it gets a good response, I'll follow through with the sequel. Apologies are o...
Tying the second pink ribbon into a big bow on my pigtail, I have to smile at my reflection. Not one for parties, I couldn’t resist this Valatines party after you suggested our costumes. My sweetheart pink dress is cut very short, as is the white apron that criss-crosses in the back, barely covering the frothy lace of my crinoline. When I move, the dress swa...
Best. Vacation. Ever. Seriously. Fun activities, summer sea air, nightly secret sex on an RV bed, it was all great. The fantasy had to end eventually, though, and soon everyone was going home, which meant that Jessa, Jenny, and Rebecca all had to go back to work. Rebecca found out something neat. Nana and Pa owned a few furniture stores, and that earned...
author's note: by request, a sequel... I hadn't actually planned for a sequel to this one, but under popular demand (and hopefully having taken into account suggestions and criticisms), I offer you this. ******************************************* Karla, Professor Daren's trouble student, was asking for another spanking. He didn't want to give it to her th...