edited by abashed-dreamer ========================== The four handmaidens laid out the beautiful gown. It had just this morning arrived from Italy. Six seamstresses had worked four weeks to prepare the velvet gown to the Princess's specifications. The details in gold and pearls alone were worth a King's ransom. The handmaidens oooh'd and ahh'd over the lov...
No sex in this story but please take the time to read it. I hope you will enjoy it. As always, a big thank you to LadyCibelle and Techsan for their editing to make my story a much better read. They are also fine authors in their own right. Chapter 1 I was just a regular country boy. I graduated high school, worked on my parents' farm and lived pretty much...
We're falling into a routine. I was again the first one up, dressed and making the coffee. It was Saturday morning and the streets were quiet. I decided to walk down to the bakery on the corner while Ashley continued to sleep. I wrote a small note to tell her why I was out and left it near the coffee maker. It was a glorious morning. The birds were singing...
Peggy was trying to decide between her pink poodle skirt and the black and white checkered, when her mother called from the bottom of the stairs. "Peg," she shouted, "You have a phone call." "Coming, Mom." She tossed the skirts on her bed. "Checkers," she thought as she scampered down the steps. "Slow down," her father muttered from behind the sports sect...
Clarification: The Met. = London's Metropolitan Police Force, incorrectly known around the world as Scotland Yard or New Scotland Yard, that's just their headquarters. " Lock-in" locking the doors of a public house outside normal opening hours, so that a private party can be held. Providing no money is exchanged for any of the alcohol that is consumed and...
"It was getting on toward Christmas," Clancy bowed his head as he gripped the glass of beer in his trembling, work-calloused hands -- a tear dropped with a heavy plop into it as he spoke again. "It snows up where I'm from, you know," he wiped his face and looked up at me with a tremulous smile. I don't remember how I got started talking to him. I guess i...
I was still getting used to being on my own. My wife and I had divorced almost a year ago and when she packed up and moved out, it was the first time in many years that I had no one else to think of as I planned whatever it is that I would be doing. I had been in a funk recently but could feel that time had begun to work its healing magic and I was getting r...
Here I have combined three documents of related material between Constance and her husband Thomas. Less explicit than most, they clearly reveal the intimacy shared between the principals as well as salient points that will be revealed later. The Editor ***** The names and addresses have been changed to protect reputations of the descendants. ***** June...
"Look, Mack, I thought I'd better warn you as soon as I heard. Brian and Conway are planning on taking the children on a couple of weeks' holiday on the Broads. You can't complain; it's your fault they are going up there anyway. They never would have thought of it if you weren't working in that boating pub," Julia informed me one Sunday morning. 'Oh, yeah,...
Author's Note: This stand-alone story of erotic horror is an entry in the 2012 Halloween story contest. Please vote! As always I welcome all comments/feedback, thank you! ________________________________ It was positively surreal, Gina thought, watching the costumed crowd. She had always loved Halloween, the costumes were freeing, the eerie atmosphere got...