"Maipenrai." Theodore sputtered as he dabbed at the beer he'd splashed on the bodice of the young Thai woman, and then he shrank in horror in realization that his wife, Mavis, was sitting across the table from him and taking it all in. "Excuse me?" he managed in a strangled voice. "Lek means 'never mind,' dear," Mavis interjected, her voice smooth as silk,...
PLEASE NOTE There is no graphic sex described in this story. Chapter One Authors note: Denis Compton a renowned cricketer of that time, often known as 'The Brylcreem Boy' because of his dapper appearance and slicked hair. I lost Mavis a month ago. To tell the truth it wasn't a surprise; she had fought long and hard, never complaining of the pain always...
The first of three episodes a new series about Fr. Alfred, Vicar of St. Dunstan's. Categorizing these episodes is tough, since there isn't a "Dramedy" category on this site. Suggestions for future episodes are welcome, if you'd like to see more of Fr. Alfred and his flock. The Quilting Ladies The tri-weekly run ended with a sprint across the high street to...
At 1:30 in the morning a weary-eyed writer sat at the keyboard of his computer contemplating of the crap he'd written over past months – well, not altogether crap as some of it was meritoriously written, even if he'd say that himself. But then he was a professional journalist quite capable of exercising critical judgment. The journalist was comfortable know...
This is a continuation of the series started some time ago. While it is mostly fiction, it is based on some of the authors past experience. As the story continues, Mavis is now 36 years old and Kevin, the narrator, is 19, a student at the local junior college. He is now openly living with Mavis, with his parents full knowledge and acceptance. They feel tha...
Sissy came back to the set about a half hour later, dressed and none the worse for the experience. Her friend Elaine looked a little edgy, and remained by her side. Had Barely not known how Sissy had conducted herself minutes earlier, he would never have suspected her capable of any such lewd activities. "Are you still living at the address on your driver's...
Yikes!! Randi wants "magic" and "mystery" and I'm anything but magical and mysterious. So, I turned to my buddy Rick, at rkv330, who feeds me great ideas. I thought he'd lost his mind when he floated this one. But the man knows mystery. Of course, I also want to thank Randi, for her super editing, her vision and leadership - and, most of all for her friendsh...
Marika had got to know Dennis well a couple of years after she had been widowed. With her advancing years, and without Ned, she found the house they had occupied for forty years too big and too maintenance demanding for her. She had sold the place and bought a small unit, 25/2 Stewart Avenue. Living next door to the unit in a house nearly as old as the one...
A twist on an old tradition, after a nativity celebration, then some cast changes. With much heartfelt gratitude to B. D., who helped me develop Barbara, aka Mother Mary Rufus "One, two three, four, five, six. . ." I grunted as I did my curls with five pound weights in the Recreation Room. It was the Monday before Christmas, and it was tough getting my wo...
Loading had taken some time and everything was in its place to be quickly accessible. The oppressive heat made it difficult to be so organized. "Hello!" I wrenched the garage door the rest of the way closed and turned to see her, my neighbor, my busy body neighbor. "So, what are you hiding?" There was a big grin on her face as she asked. Apparently, I look...