As always, I must thank my editing team, PapaKilo14, Hal, Pixel the Cat, GeorgeAnderson, and Olddave1951. Thanks, gentleman, for all your hard work. Harddaysknight is my mentor and reads for me. Thank you for all you mean to me. SBrooks103x also gave me a pre-post read and critical review. I have the best team in the business and I love you guys. This posti...
Let me start by saying I love teachers. Many of my dearest friends are teachers. Y'all have a depth of patience that I cannot begin to fathom. This story came about in 2014. Several nights in a row the news told me of some new case of a teacher messing with a student. Ten cases, eight were perpetrated by females. Even as I wrapped the story up news broke of...
I knew that Salinger wanted me to take the sexual lead more often; to be more creative, more aggressive. But I also knew that when I was he would usually pull back; mixed signals that infuriated me. I would get turned on, get inspired, try to execute that inspiration on Salinger; only to have him pull back on me, leaving me feeling rejected and downright shi...
Hello Lit Readers. Priestess of the Heavens is a story that I really enjoyed writing. I actually wrote it for the Earth Day contest in 2011. I didn't finish it in time, but decided to post it anyway, rather than wait another year for the next contest. It went on to prove immensely popular with readers. At the same time, I will tell you right now that it al...
I'd never flown anywhere first class before, and I can see why people who do it, always do it. The first class seats are actually comfortable. You don't feel like herded cattle. Steven and Marcia were not in first class. I didn't miss them. Steven had turned into a mother hen, fussing over everything I ate, my exposure to sun, and how long I talked the two...
It was a warm Saturday almost 25 years ago when I was waiting to buy a ticket at the automated machine on the Mineola station platform that it seemed the college girl in front of me was having trouble getting it to do what she needed. I offered my help, and she soon had her ticket to New York. I got mine and we chatted while waiting for the train to arrive f...
Chapter 21 -- A New Normal "I can't get over how 'normal' you all appear to be," Joyce exclaimed after Alice, Julie, and Dave had responded to her various questions for the past half-hour about their life and marriage. Dave wondered about her excessive curiosity. There was more there than simple prurient interest. Dave teased, "Despite?" Joyce nodded and...
Several streams feed into this. Let me explain. First, a reader asked me to give Marigold Wilson her own story. She has appeared in three of my other stories. But I have never written one especially for her. She is the reason why I ultimately chose to put this in LW - instead of the Romance category where it probably belongs. Also - For some insane reaso...
ONE: A SIMPLE FAVOUR Sleep. Sleep is good. The warm, comfortable, soft cocoon of my own bed wrapping around me like a world apart. No cold. No noise except for the blood in my ears. I don't know how long I'd been like that. It could have been days. Safe in the dark. Silent and whole. But the earthquake blast of the door opening. But the lights exploding o...
Loosening Up - Book 9 Fantasies Among the Weeds Chapter 1 - The Atlanta Group Takes Off Dave stood at the entrance to the living room in the home of his hosts - Bret and Jean Edwards. The couple were the apparent ring leaders for what had come to be called the Atlanta Group - another, smaller group of like-minded friends that were forming a Circle-like gr...