This is an additional chapter of the original 'Fictional Fantasies' series, which sits chronologically between Chapters 2 and 3. The chapter continues to build on the previous scenario but doesn't include sexual intercourse, so if that's what you're wishing for, you might want to look elsewhere... ***** The following morning, instead of the physical wreck...
Luc woke in the middle of the night stiff and achy. "What the hell?" he wondered. As he tried to stretch, he remembered. Duke, the attach, Meg and the family meeting. "Damn, what a day," he thought. Luc went to roll over, but Meg was snuggled up tight to his right side. Luc scooted back, stretched a bit more and then curled up around her. He was back asleep...
Tobias had seen many crime scenes throughout his career. This one would be one of the more memorable ones. He had been called due to the horse mark found on the body behind the right ear. The small red horse tattoo was on this body like the others he had a file on. His serial killer had apparently struck again. As with the other bodies, this one was not pret...
A short, short story Motorway service stations are what they are: a last resort. The petrol gauge is well and truly in the red. Your thirst is well and truly in the red. And it has been far too long since breakfast. Assuming that you remembered to have breakfast. I had been to Glasgow for a writers' festival. I had left again shortly before nine on the Mon...
Meg stretched her lanky body as she got up from her bed. She could smell the Thanksgiving breakfast cooking downstairs and hurried to put her black robe on. Meg scampered downstairs, her long blonde hair flowing behind her. Meg's blue eyes sparkled with delight as she entered the kitchen only to be taken by surprise by the handsome stranger sitting at their...
Arriving at Annie's the next afternoon the weather wasn't so good. There was a light drizzle of rain but I decided I'd make a start and see if it improved as the forecast was for light showers. The back door was closed I noticed as I made my way down the garden, not surprising considering the weather. Still being warm a little rain wasn't much to worry abou...
Mr. Larken walked into Meg's office with a file in his hand. He dropped it on her desk and then perched on the corner. He knew that annoyed Meg, and did it anyway. Meg looked up, saw what Larken was doing and braced for whatever was headed her way. "So, do you think you can get your new boyfriend to cut us some slack on that bill of his?" he asked in a rat...
This chapter wrote itself in spite of continuing computer issues. For all of those readers who have been holding your breath, enjoy! I think the only reader more impatient to find out what happened next has been my partner. He's frothing over the next installment and hopes that my next bit of free time is spent writing. * Meg took the last curve at 75mph....
The last 4 months were extremely trying for Meg and Dave. Despite still loving one another, their marriage was not working. After some tough conversations, they agreed that a trial separation would be in their best interest. With that agreement, Meg moved out and the two began living their lives as singles once again. After a brief period of "radio silence"...
Not exactly a quiet chapter. I had trouble deciding where this one was going. Thanks to my partner for all of his help and the sheep. * "Damn laptop!" came the cussing from the bedroom. Meg walked towards it to hear more cussing stream out of Luc's mouth. "What's wrong?" she asked. "Stupid Windows program keeps freezing up on me," he growled. "Damn machi...