You know, I have had some really nice people contact me based on my writings. They are intelligent, literate, literary and not seeking sex; per say, but enlightenment or excitement as we all do, in our rut of life, repeating it day to day, giving in to the grind and paying the bills. So, I thank those who encourage me as a new writer, it is just therapeutic...
Martine Duncan has been our friend for many years, and talks with my wife at least a few times a week. So far as I know they share everything. Martine is a very attractive Blonde who is smart, has a warm disposition, and is fun to be with. She also is hospitable and very kind. Her husband Melvin runs a very successful medical supply house. He on the other ha...
I'd done something really stupid. Yes..... I was quite drunk but even through the haze of my inebriation I know I'd done something stupid. I'd had a blazing row with my fiancé and here I was letting myself through the back door of her Mom's house with an apology in my heart and a reconciliation on my mind. The house was quiet. Too quiet. Andrea usually had...
I want to thank everyone that sent feedback and would appreciate your thought on the second chapter. * * * * * This continues from where chapter 1 finished and begins with both Jamie and Sylvia entering the master bedroom. I was still feeling a little remorse to what had just taken place and was questioning my integrity in all of this. "I don't think th...
Lord Anthony Millhaven of Beechwood leaned indolently against the door jamb of the rear saloon at Lacy Eliza's mansion watching as the Lady 'M' nervously sipped at a clear alcoholic beverage – gin he guessed, her agitation obvious as she squirmed on the over stuffed printed fabric sofa. She stared straight ahead completely lost in her thoughts and Tony took...
Lord Anthony Millhaven of Beechwood leaned indolently against mantelpiece in his study checking the London Times for news of his various investments. Not only was he tall, with dark Byronesque good looks, but was also a very shrewd investor. He had bought into railways and steam ships when they were new and had improved his land holdings around Mayfair and P...
To set the story: I'm a part-time student without the funds for her own car. Resorting to public transit had always been a problem for me. The majority of the bus drivers were outcasts of nature, or so it seemed. I would take the same bus home from campus everyday, except for Wednesday. I would usually get the same driver each time. One day the drivers chan...
This is the story of one woman's journey into submission and self-understanding. Though based on real life experiences, this series is a work of fiction. It could have been any typical lunch time conversation, but this one wasn’t. The two women who sat at the corner table were oblivious to their surroundings while they talked. No one in the busy cafe no...
Hi, my name is Ti, short for Tira. This is a story that happened a few short years ago, and I wanted to share it with all of you. I was so excited; finally the day came, when I turned 18. I was a young adult. I've waited so long for that day to come. But I was not expecting to find out what adults do so soon. After a weekend of celebrating my birthday with...
It was election day in the Town of Wintermoon, and people were hustling and bustling around town to get to the polls and vote. This was a very important election as people were tired of the old Mayor and wanted some new blood in office, someone that would look at things in the town with a fresh, clean eye. Wintermoon is a small town made up mostly of nativ...