The cold, late December wind blew down 7th Avenue making swirls of soft white snowflakes here and there outside the small Lonesome Dove Funeral Chapel and Off-Track Betting Parlor. The cheap, twinkling Christmas lights and fake fir bows wrapping the telephone pole on the corner looked, if anything, just as gaudy and cheap as the suit Harry Dick was wearing....
The Doctor's Daughter: The Fall of York 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...
As the Ultimate Social Director at "The Palace," I always look forward to my next challenge. My reservation office manager, Lucy, a gorgeous blonde in her mid-thirties called me on my cell. "Doc, we have three new guests arriving, and these will really challenge your imagination!" I quickly responded, "I'll be right there Lucy, but as my second in command I...
The audience clapped, cheering loudly at the shock on the face of the uneasy politician. He gave a wry shake of his head, with a desperately forced smirk: squeezing his body language to convey disagreement or disgust. "Oh no, no, no," he started with faux sincerity. "Yes!" The woman to his right interrupted. She barely glanced at other panellists or the tel...
My problem was that I had met Lynn at church. Sweet, soft spoken Lynn. Indeed, I had joined the church in order to meet more single women. Lynn was very pretty, and quite friendly. We went out a few times and, since I was looking for a new place to live, she had suggested I move into the house she shared with 3 other graduate students. The women were all ve...
Chapter 50 Yazmin Yazmin and my Mom Maryanne were roommates and best friends during their college years. Marriage, children and careers had conspired for them to lose touch with each other. It was funny that they had found each other again at a lingerie party thrown by a woman that was a mutual acquaintance. The two widows were now inseparable. Yazmin was...
Ivy was back at school. The weekend after everything happened, she pulled herself together, caught up all her school work and woke up early Monday morning completely refreshed and ready. Lindsay had been pissed to say the least but after a few apologies and a little bit of gossip, she was her normal self again. Ivy had told Lindsay that this was the week her...
A note from the author: Gender and sexual politics are powerful things, though I've yet to see a good example of the two being combined successfully in erotica outside of certain niche stories. After all, the person who enjoys your smut today might not be the same person who you'd want to vote for in the town-hall election tomorrow, though the same could be...
By now "The Palace" was very well known. As always I look forward to the next challenge. Lucy, my assistant, a gorgeous blonde in her mid-thirties called me on my cell. "Doc, two new guests just arrived, and these will really challenge your imagination!" I quickly responded, "I'll be right there Lucy, but as my second in command I expect you to have this und...
Chuck and Sarah – Beneath Costa Gravan Sun This is the second of – so far – three stories I wrote about the lovable and tough spy couple Chuck and Sarah, and it was originally set after the end of season three. Unfortunately the scriptwriters of the series had other plans and assignments for Team Bartowski, so this story could be considered as happening in...