Millie stared at her reflection in the pool of water. In the days since they'd been forced to flee, the bruise on her face had gotten darker and now it contrasted against her alabaster skin sharply. The purple and angry red around the cut on her cheek faded away to greenish and yellow, but the swelling had gone down enough that she no longer felt as if she...
Up until the time I was married I would have never believed that there were two disparate Americas coexisting side by side forming unequal parts of the same whole; one of unbounded privilege and the other of implicit, soul-deadening servitude. To think that the vast majority of Americans were no more than indentured slaves to banks and corporations that rule...
Millie was scared almost terrified John had just regained consciousness, here she'd broken the news to him about her sisters causing him to pass out again. {Millie?} A voice sounded in her head, {your assumption of his present physical condition is correct, but all initial scans confirm his condition is stable and all functions are within tolerable levels.}...
My name is Rebecca Young and this is the story of my life so far. I was born 31 years ago in a small town in Nebraska. My parents owned a small dry goods store that did pretty well until a Walmart was built in a nearby town. When the business began to fail, my Dad ended up working in the Walmart for minimum wage and my Mom did clothing alterations from home....
Thank you to searchingforperfection and catbrown for their hard work in editing and all of their suggestions. I appreciate all votes and comments, and I do read all the comments. This story is a sequel to The Doctor's Daughter. Both are set during the War of 1812. Since the death of Major General Brock in the fall of 1812, neither side has scored a decisive...
The not quite famous slightly secret six and a half: By pop_54/2003. With acknowledgement to the marvellous Enid Blyton for the inspiration for this small attempt at an 'adult parody' of a children's story based loosely around the style of children's novels written by EB. I must add at this point that any childlike mannerisms associated with the character...
I was on a business trip and had taken an extra night to take my Aunt out for dinner. Aunt Tot was a tiny gal, a fifty-year-old widow and twenty years older than I. She was a fiercely independent person, indicative of many people of her size, and as the expression goes 'did not suffer fools lightly'. One would be careful with words and actions while in her p...
Tim It was a toss-up as to which of us was more nervous: Jill, me . . or Millie. I think it was Millie. Millie is a contemporary of mine, a very brilliant woman, a clinical psychologist. For years, she'd been deeply immersed in religious-oriented work until, one day, she came to the conclusion that the philosophies she was involved in seemed to be more fal...
SETHP 2009 ALL RIGHTS RESERVED (Thank you to pennlady and meg1, without whom my grammer would be even worse then it is now. This one goes out to hair lovers everywhere. Millie is based on a real life encounter. She was hot! Enjoy!) John sat there looking out his window, again. Millie was out there tending to her rose bushes, like she did every weekend....
Authors note: This is the first of a series of stories based on events during the 1970's. Though these stories can not be properly called historical, nor can they be called fiction. Rather they are distilled memories of my life and the life of friends and family during those heady days between the sexual revolution and the backlash of the 80's. So they fall...