edited by Tristan Da Cunha I've just signed the papers on my new house! I loathed the idea of leaving my beloved Seattle for California, but it was comforting that I'd be sharing the same city with you. You don't know of my relocation--I didn't want to let on until the papers were signed and the job offer was solidified. Being an architect, you would ador...
Mary was 23 and had two children from a previous relationship when she started dating my brother, John. She'd become pregnant in high school when she was 16, foolishly married the boy at the insistence of her religious parents and immediately had another baby. The marriage lasted about as long as the second pregnancy, so my brother told me one night. Ever...
Owning my own Judo dojo (club) is great. For the most part, I can do what I want. I trained and taught a number of students most who are in it for recreation, so for them there is little pressure to obtain competition results. For some competitive types, especially the younger Judoka (practitioners of Judo), winning tournaments was a way for their parents...
It was late afternoon on Saturday. I was driving to my boyfriend's house. We were meeting some of his family for dinner. I'm looking forward to seeing the family again and playing Chutes and Ladders with his grandniece. Chutes and Ladders, hmmm, going up, sliding down, going in, going out. I had a hysterectomy six weeks ago. The doctor said no sex for eight...
Chapter 1- This slave walks into a bar The air in Paris is electric. Heat collected from the summer sun radiates out from the brick walls and into the cool night air and it is against this wall I push his darling Elle. Her large, full breasts argue against the neck line of her v-neck t-shirt, transparent enough to grant visibility to her beautiful nipples w...
"You're shaking." He whispered in my ear. "From pleasure." I replied. "No one can ever know about us okay?" He whispered suddenly getting up. I watched as he pulled his pants and trousers up. "And if I want more?" I asked propping myself up on my elbows. He looked at me sharply. "We can't ever do this again." He said. His voice hesitant. He didn't mea...
What more proof do you need? It's a difficult question for any man to answer, even though they may be asked several times a week. The honest answer was "yes," but a concise answer spoken so easily can make her think he was simply placating her. No matter how many times he answered it was always difficult to know, not only what to say, but how to say it. "D...
We were headed to the Dallas area for a long Thanksgiving weekend with family. Even though it was only a 5 hour drive, we got a late start so we stopped in Abilene about 7PM and got a room. After dropping our stuff off we went to a nearby bar to get something to eat and drink. We stayed there a couple of hours listening to live music then headed back to our...
Chris sat at his desk, his leg nervously bouncing up and down. It was January 2nd, he hadn't seen Cat since Christmas. Their busy schedules just didn't allow it. But now, with the holidays over and going back to a normal work schedule, their paths were sure to cross. He glanced at the clock. It was only 7:15 and the office was eerily quiet. Unlike when the...
Participants (all based on people known to the author. Names have been changed and ages have been altered to fit the scenarios.) Len -- 64 -- widowed 3 years ago (traffic accident) Tammi -- Len calls her "T" -- 56 - Len's nextdoor neighbor -- widowed 18 months ago (pancreatic cancer) Jami -- 49 -- Tammi's sister Kaili -- 18 -- Jami's daughter Previously...