In their college dorm the two teen sisters, presented a united front, standing up for each other. Both spectacularly beautiful, they triggered a lot of envy in less lovely girls, who often schemed to spite them. So they frequently needed to defend each other. But at home the sisters never ceased to bicker, always finding something to argue about, usually som...
Author's Note: This is my entry for the 2019 Halloween story contest, inspired by the Scottish Ballad Tam Lin. I hope you enjoy it. Please vote! Thanks for reading. *** At the end of seven years She pays a tithe to Hell I so fair and full of flesh I fear it be myself - As the sun set, Maggie sat on a stone bench that was tilting to one side and thumbe...
Woman's Work MaggieWentworth pulled the heavy iron cart through the packed-dirt tunnel. The cart's rusted wheels whined on the corroded metal track that stretched into darkness before and behind her. She could feel the hard leather strap dig into the flesh of her thighs, and her back ached with the pressure. This was a heavy load, fit more for a hardened ma...
The big-time Hollywood film star, her personal aide and mandatory two security men cleared Christchurch Airport after completing Customs formalities and receiving, as her office had requested, a very low-key official welcome to New Zealand. In a hired 4X4 Land Rover they left the city heading towards the Southern Alps, the alpine backbone of the South Islan...
Jake woke up in a hospital bed & didn't remember what had happened. He looked down at his body; it was cut up pretty bad. His uniform was still on so he couldn't have been at the hospital for very long. Other men in uniform, body casts and worse were scattered around on crappy make-shift beds. Jake realized he didn't even know what state he was in. Didn't kn...
It was another Friday night at the Wal-Mart parking lot. The Sex Panthers were once more tearing up the night with the hard rocking guitars and heart-breaking vocals. Maggie stood on the roof of the Pink 57 Chevy, her Fender Jaguar guitar held tightly in her hands as she sang a song about stabbing a man in the heart for revenge. Lady Ashley was backin' her u...
Continuation of story series Caught by Mrs. Hunt. You might enjoy reading them in order more. This is fiction, any correlation to any real person is purely happenstance. ********************* Monday ten am, I was knocking on Mrs. Hunt's front door. Just as she had told me to do two days before. The door opens and there stands her daughter Maggie, twenty fi...
"Good night Maggie," Tom whispered as he turned off the Sunday night newscast on their TV and flipped off the lamp. "Good night Dear," Maggie mumbled as she faded off to sleep. It was a wild weekend unlike any other and still a million thoughts raced through Maggie's tired mind. She was asked to lend her son's friend a helping hand - and she certainly did g...
"Yeah, once he's like this, you can do anything you want with him." We had crushed on Karen for ages. She was adorable, with bright blond hair, a wonderful smile and an infectious laugh. I'd known her for years, and Maggie liked her as soon as I introduced them, back when Maggie and I first got together. She was always so cute, and we were close enough to b...
Chapter 9: The Farmer's Daughter Dr. Casey Darden was supposed to be off duty, as far from the bustle of Boston as he could get within a half-day's drive; rolling Hills of Western Mass.; the yoga center down the way where he had had a spectacular massage that morning by a sturdy Chinese woman who spoke almost no English. Now he sat on the porch of his log...