When I was 7 years old my mother kicked my father out of our home and our lives. Too much booze, too many loose women; mom understandably had enough. He knew he was wrong and so he didn't fight mom's decision. Just before he left he told me something that should have stuck with me, something I only remembered after my fuck up. He told me that you can do what...
Authors Note: Yes every now and then there is a chapter that comes along that might be boring but needed. This one fits that category well as you will find out in the coming chapters. I have the story complete but have been meticuously going through the story and fixing the noted comments from Chapter one. I hope I have done that to every ones satisfaction....
Rendezvous at Grand Lake I was awake in Amelia's bed in Steamboat Springs, feeling groggy from too much travel and too much excitement in too few days. Domestic noises were coming from the kitchen and I thought about my two companions and the funny phone call with New York last night. I stumbled to the kitchen. They looked up at me in the doorway, shook t...
This is stroke story of how a husband took control of his family after being hosed in a divorce. ***** The phone was ringing... Shit, who would be phoning me at seven on a Saturday morning? I cocked one eye open and peeked at the caller ID. It was my home number, or what used to be my home number. "Dad?" "Yeah, Jason, waddaya want?" "Dad, mom needs your...
John and I had only been dating for a couple months so I was surprised when he asked if I wanted to go with him to visit his brother in Boston. We were at that weird point in a relationship when things are just on the verge of going deeper. There had not been any talk about whether we were exclusive or not, but I wasn’t dating anyone else and did not have...
Bo rolled down Highway 59 with the top down, tapping his fingers on the steering wheel to the beat of the music on the CD player. The day was hot, clear, and sunny; a beautiful end of summer day. Bo worked in real estate and the past several years had been tough. He owned an independent agency and when the real estate bubble had burst several years before, h...
It was close to 8:00 in the evening before both Carol and Bob were stirring. Carol had experienced what had started as a traumatic day, but seemed to be ending nicely. Bob could have said much the same thing. Carol reflected on her situation. A couple of days ago she was a partner in a company she was about to bilk, but the men had caught her. They'd had a s...
Paul and Penny Marshall lived in a huge six bedroom detached house in a village forty minutes by train into London. Paul was twenty six years old and his wife Penny, twenty three. Paul was self-employed and developed computer games as well as designing Apps for mobile phones. This had enabled the young couple to move into their expensive new home. He was...
*Author's note- This is the third installment of the Goddess series. This chapter will make more sense and be much more meaningful if you read the previous Goddess stories—Goddess and Leaving Heaven Behind—first. Blondie I woke up first, my mind groggy. I saw Mark, eyes closed, mouth open and drooling, as per usual, but why was he so close? And why was his...
Please give me the support of your vote and comment All characters portrayed in this story are over the age of 18-years-old. There are no minor characters in this story. * "I'm mad as Hell and I won't take it anymore. Now, get the fuck off my lawn!" If you think terrorists are angry, think again. The average middleclass American is much angrier. The aver...