There comes a time in every man's life when he stands at the brink of a precipice. He must decide whether to do what is right for him, a good idea, or what is right for her. Trevor had reached this point. He stood there in the driving rain, trying to decide whether to break her heart, which was best, or let her keep on believing that she was the one that he...
"Mum showed us yer war medals an' the Military Medal for 'gallantry', las' week, Dad," 11-year-old Art says as the pair walk to the next job, "next munf it'll be twenty years since The Great War started in 1914." "She should've asked me before she dug out my medals, Art. Although," Roger Bird replies, "if I'm honest, I'd almost forgotten about them." "Sorr...
Emily awoke to the stillness of pre-dawn. She turned her face to the window and noticed the gray light stealing in through the window. Sighing deeply, she tried to keep still and not wake Ralph. Not yet. This was her time and she cherished it. Ralph's snoring cut through to her and she smiled slightly. How many mornings had she quibbled with him over that? A...
Patricia51 wrote a very deep moving story entitled TORN, some weeks ago Chagrined posted his take on what could have happened next. This is my version of what could have happened. This is not about sex so all of you anonymous macho men who tried to put down Chagrined's story of what could happen can save yourself the trouble of reading this. That also goes f...
After Elizabeth came, I rolled over and pulled her onto my chest. I moved her hair away from her neck and I licked the wounds I'd left there, healing them. She giggled. "What are you doing?" "Oh, just a little cleanup," I said, pulling her head under my chin. I kissed her hair. She nestled close to me. "Am I still cold?" I asked. "You're warming up n...
This story was originally posted in the Lovin' Wives category years ago. But it, like too many of my stories, was meant to be a one-off short story. But Chad and Cassie had other ideas. Then they slotted themselves right into my Trouble Texas Style series which began with Night Walker's Woman. If you have not read that one yet, this story will not be as poig...
Daphne had a slight problem. The little Venezulan didn't have a problem with being 5'2, having unruly curly hair or working long hours at the horse ranch. No it was the fact that she had it bad for her boss and her boss's step-daughter. Light airy laughter passed her as she spread hay around for the horses. Speak of the devils and they shall appear. Both can...
Chapter 11 -- New York II Jessie sat beside Dave and thought about how to start with her comments about the Circle, and what she'd learned so far about the Circle. Dave sipped on a diet coke the restaurant had refilled for him for the fifth time. Jessie said, "The open sex seems overstated. I can't believe it's that rampant. In one sense, it sounds too goo...
Their first telephone conversation could not have foretold better the honesty and simplicity of the relationship which was to develop. Sophie knew what she wanted. He knew immediately that he could provide what she wanted and that he would enjoy making his contribution. Hers was the fourth of the calls arising from his advertisement "Is that Christian who a...
Alena woke in Gabriel's bed confused and alone. Feeling as though she had been drugged, she vigorously rubbed her face and tried to focus on her last memory. As she remembered the attack, her heart started beating faster and her breath became short and shallow. Instantly, Gabriel was through the door and gathering her in his arms. "Alena," he consoled her....