Jujou didn't come to this particular bar often. Dyke bars weren't normally her scene but, every once in a while she felt the urge. The urge to tease more challenging prey than the usual predictable men she interacted with in her more familiar haunts. Besides, most of the guys were on to her games now and refused to play along. "Sour grapes" she mumbled as sh...
Chapter 21E PROLOGUE: Dear friends and readers of my past works. I wish I had better news for you, however She, apparently, has other ideas about where my life will go from here. Since I last wrote doctors have removed a part of the right side of my brain, because of an abnormal venal malformation which was going to kill me one way or another when it bur...
Copyright 1980--2002 madengineer3 all rights reserved * It is a damp and windy outside. Through the bay window I can see low flying deep gray clouds passing overhead, and hear the low throated moans that come from the sound of the wind blowing across the top of the fireplaces' chimney. My favorite pipe is making friendly gurgling sounds as I draw on it....
CHAPTER 1 The clerk read out Item 17 on the City Council's agenda. A Miss Augustine Love and three others were petitioning the council to have the city's airport closed between 8:00 pm and 6:00 am 24/7 so their sleep was not disturbed. Heavy jowl Mayor Rogers with narrow eyes sniggered. "Call the chief petitioner." "Miss Love, this approach is wasting out...
Chapter Eight We were up early the following morning. It was one of those rare bright winter days where there is no wind and the world looks made anew under its carpet of shimmering frost. The sky was an achingly blue vault with the only clouds a couple of puffs left over from God’s cigar. It isn’t possible not to feel glad to be alive on such a morning, wh...
Chapter One - The Hold Up The four riders spurred their horses into a run as the stagecoach came into sight. Their leader, astride a big buckskin, adjusted his mask and drew his six shooter. "Let's take it!!" He said reining his horse around and heading down the hill. Shots started coming from the coach as soon as the driver and guard saw the four men comi...
I was drifting through time in the library of a small village in Vermont one November afternoon, enjoying the swirl of leaves on tawny grass outside as autumn winds shouldered their way along the steep-walled valley that hemmed-in the little town. I was trying my best to ignore the pile of books on the table beside me. I had been looking for something in tho...
June and I met the summer of 69 and I was more surprised than she was that we stumbled into the same bar out of the summer ran. Clearly, everyone had the same idea as we did as the cacophony of various voices filled the cramped hole in the wall. "I'm not a weatherman but I think he needs a new job." Her face full of sweet amusement and full of beauty. At f...
1 Michael woke up first, to the sound of the radio alarm. Static and raucous, early morning D.J. prattle drew him out of bed to hit the snooze alarm brusquely. "Eight days and a wake-up," he muttered as he crossed back to the bed and under the covers for another nine minutes of sleep. His head had no sooner touched the pillow than he was back in that plac...
The First Valentine: A Historical Story This is a historical fantasy that is hardly original. Saint Valentine is credited with the first Valentine's Card, among other intriguing works during his life in Imperial Rome. This is a work of fiction based on the life of Valentine. It is a romantic story and as such the eroticism is more subtle; please consider th...