Hello faithful readers. It's been a while since I added to my "It's My Life" series. In the meantime I've decided to write about something that happened a little more recently. This happened in the mid 90's. I was divorced from Mike and we were through, once and for all. I had moved to a larger city and had gotten a job as a clerk in a library. I was push...
There was a chilly morning mist hugging the ground when Dorothy came outside. She did some loosening up exercises then jogged down to the big wrought iron gates. The guard inside the gatehouse, a stoic-faced black man, had the look of someone who would rather be anywhere else—like in a warm, cozy bed, spooned naked with someone equally cozy and warm, but he...
A New Beginning-Part 2. Alex meets Marci and her daughter Mandy. He's very happy, but Fate had other ideas. Edited by LadyCibelle Marci Over the next two years, Carl and I worked on several projects that took us out of town for extended periods of time. I liked it because it took me away and gave me something else to think about, but it was beginning to b...
A sharp, white light burning into the core of my brain, scalding all trace of their existence . . . their very presence, as if to say "It never happened. We were never here." As if I could just forget the past few days and not wonder why. And yet even now I can feel my memory fading. The thoughts stripped from my brain, like weeds in a gardener's dirt cruste...
I pulled up at the airport, by the gate that my cousin would be coming through and parked the car. Leaning back in my seat, I turned off the engine and waited. Ryan's flight had landed about fifteen minutes earlier but, I knew it would take a bit for him to get his luggage and all that good stuff. I smiled to myself; it had been a long time since I last saw...
*Teresa* This is a story about firsts. A whole bunch of them in fact looking back at them now. Everyone says they clearly remember the first time they ever made love with anyone. And I suppose that's true. But I clearly remember all the other first times as well, as though they were yesterday. I met Teresa in the 5th grade. She would later become the girl...
***** The Hunt ***** Andrew's wide eager eyes took in the hundreds of green steel girders that spanned above them as they crossed the Vancouver-Portland Interstate Bridge. Even this majestic bridge spoke of the Pacific Northwest's love for everything verdant. As they crossed beneath the "Welcome To Oregon" sign Andrew's excitement hit its peak. His phone ch...
Dear Readers, Thank you for your feedback as you are reading the story. Your comments keep me going. I appreciate the patience of each and every one of you who is sticking by this story and enjoys reading about the sexuality and emotional growth and development of these two characters. I'm writing the story for each and every one of you....
"Sid, was it you that told?" "Oh, never mind who it was. Somebody told -- that's enough." "Sid, there's only one person in this town mean enough to do that, and that's you. If you had been in Huck's place you'd 'a' sneaked down the hill and never told anybody on the robbers. You can't do any but mean things, and you can't bear to see anybody praised for do...
Illustrated by Copperein The rain pelted down in cold sheets as the man leaned against a tree in a vain hope of finding shelter. Under his large coat there was movement and a small voice. "Are we there yet?" Said a young girl's voice. Across a small gap in the trees he watched as a small figure carrying a lantern, emerged from a cave in the mountainside....