A full moon hung over the Maine coast, turning the landscape electric blue and adding an eerie quality to the whitecaps of the incoming tide. Maggie McIntyre, perfect in her green suit and light blue blouse, leaned against the ICU window, gazing at the night. Her grandmother, Margaret Houlihan Pierce sat next to the bed where Hawkeye lay motionless. Occasion...
*** One *** She was thirteen when it started. That's when she found the large leather glove in the mall. Something drew her to it, as if it were reaching out to her. She touched it briefly, and it seemed still warm and alive. For the next two hours in the mall, she would walk by it, again and again, constantly checking to see if someone claimed it. But no o...
Chapter 9: Losses (7,5k words, romance, plot chapter, action, drama, size differences, female muscle) "Perfect!" a rough, older voice responded. The fully armoured soldier bowed subtly towards the stunned waitress and innkeeper and awaited the arrival of her leading officer. Judging by the armour she wore, Margaret rightfully assumed that she was the prot...
I apologize for not writing anything lately. Life has gotten in the way. This is fiction any correlation to real people is purely happenstance. ********* I was jogging down the river path one early August Saturday. The sun was shining and some Cassin finches were singing. Even in the early morning air I was getting warm. The trail I was on, made its way t...
They are pretty, they are not, they are plain, mysterious, tall, short, slender and not so slender, but without exception, they know they are a Wallflower. There is no sex in this story. It is a little longer than my usual stories, but you will enjoy it. Every community has one, larger communities may have several, but if you look closely, you will find th...
Jack Scully pulled up in front of Margaret Houlihan's tent and laid on the horn. "Shake a leg, Hot Lips!" he yelled, "I don't want to waste another minute of this twenty-four hour pass!" "Listen, Sargent, Scully." Margaret began, her voice filled with eagerness. "It's back to Private." Jack corrected. Margaret shot Jack a disgusted look. "Back to Private...
I'd like to thank the readers who waited patiently for this chapter. Your encouraging words are much appreciated. ***** As daylight faded, rain clouds were gathering. Marna peered through the warped glass of one of the ancient cloister's many windows as the deep dark clouds rolled in. These clouds usually brought thunder. She hoped that her mother and fath...
By Dan57 From an idea by Mary Charles and Margaret deepen their bonding * Charles and Andrew in a simultaneous gesture had taken their cocks in their hands. The girls may have been extremely polite; their caresses would have made a eunuch get hard! The two girls slowly stripped completely naked each other, taking care to keep their moves extremely slow an...
Copyright Oggbashan April 2005 The author asserts the moral right to be identified as the author of this work. This is a work of fiction. The events described here are imaginary; the settings and characters are fictitious and are not intended to represent specific places or living persons. * * * * * Three or four times a year a sign saying 'Auditions' u...
Firstly, on behalf of Roberta and myself may I thank you all very much for your very generous votes. We now continue Roberta's story and it is the morning after and tranny Roberta views the video of her big wedding day before a shopping trip and an exciting public photo call. * * * * * Next morning, I was awoken by a very excited John. "Come and see this...