Chapter 6: A Friend's Loss This story is a work of fiction only. Any chance resemblance to actual people or events is purely accidental. * Over the next few days, I had a lot of visitors. All of them came by to see how I was doing and to leave cards and such. Erica was right. I would be busy for awhile just answering all the cards and letters I had gotten...
Denise had spent less than five minutes on the phone with the man from the restaurant, who had called himself Robert. He was vague about what he did for a living. Denise assumed that he was, in fact, the head of the bank in Halldale, just as Sandi, the waitress, had reported. But he was above all else a devotee. He wanted to know all about Denise's disabilit...
It was the spring of 2003 as I sat in a chatroom on IRC. Out of nowhere, a girl named Brandy logged on. We seemed to hit it off right away and we traded self pics. When I first saw her pic, I sat there frozen because before my very eyes was a very attractive girl and I knew in my heart that I had to get to know her. A few minutes later, she told me that she...
Blake Mactire was a werewolf, and not a happy one. He sat at the bright airport bar, steadily working his way through yet another pint of dark beer, the bitterness of the brew matching his mood. He hated traveling, especially by air. He wasn't in control, there were too many people and not enough space. He swallowed a growl at the indignities required by g...
I owe this story to Lunanul’s brilliant debut piece, Becoming Whole. If you’re looking for hot, kinky sex, so am I, but you won’t find it in this story, so stop before you’re disappointed. * I was a gopher on the college literary magazine my sophomore year. Then I had more hair, much less fat, many fewer wrinkles, and wanted to be a writer. One or two of...
People may think that if you are disabled in a wheel chair your sex life has diminished and has passed you by. Not so by any means. It was just quite by accident when talking to a friend of a friend who's sister was disabled having lost two legs in a train smash, that I discovered her normal feelings were still as much active as ever they were - even altho...
Of course when I walked out of jail with my attorney, I wasn't thinking anything about how Susan and I had met, and how happy we had been. To tell you the truth, I was thinking about killing the Reverend William "Billy" Thornton. My attorney finally sat me down and started explaining the facts of life to me. As I mentioned earlier, he told me my one oppor...
The normal disclaimers apply, anyone engaged in sexual activity is above 18 years of age. *** I don't like stories that begin with the words *this is a true story* because they generally aren't. Since I believe honesty is important I will state this story is semi-true, I say semi because of course I was not privy to their sex life, Dave talked about diffe...
Erica: Billie Ray was waiting for his wife Erica to come to their trailer home after she got off work as a homecare attendant for a local home health agency. He was two beers into a six-pack when she came in. As was typical, she looked exhausted. "Bad day, babe?" "Yeah. I hate having to bathe the 300 pounders. Even the back brace didn't help much. Pass me...
Meenakshi: Madam, did Guru-ji tell you to go to town with him? Me: Yes. He told me just now. Meenakshi: Sorry Madam for this trouble, but I am really helpless. Me: Its absolutely okay. You just take rest. When I entered from outside in the room, my eyes took some time to adjust. Now I noticed that Meenakshi was lying on the bed in a very tempting way...