Jason was a nineteen year old computer whiz who moved from his little home town in the Panhandle of West Texas to the big city of Los Angeles to attend UCLA under a full scholarship. He found a small apartment near the university in May, intending to find a job to give himself some pocket money while he was in school. He was picking up his mail at the apar...
Alone in the big city, wishing to find a friendly face somewhere, Mandy took her curvy and quite slim body to the Featherstone Street Tennis Club. Next to shopping, tennis was her passion. A young man responded when she said, "Excuse me", dragging his lips off his companion's which certainly indicated they weren't brother and sister. Bozo or whatever his...
Ada was standing at the door of the school house, watching the children filing out and trying her best not to burst into tears. Watching the children file out. The children. Returning to her life in Slater, Missouri, had been easy enough. All thanks to Aunt Martha. Her aunt hadn't been nearly as judgmental about Ada's fling with Charles Raven at the World's...
"Yo! Gwynnie, Huey here." Huey Lewis' voice crackled on the phone. "Oh, Huey, wazzup?" Gwyneth Paltrow spoke in a lazy tone. "Our 'Cruisin' CD is out. You wanna listen to it?" "Oh God, it's done? Where are you?" Gwynnie's voice became excited. "In my car, I'm playin' it while I'm cruisin." "Come here, quick, can you?" she urged. "Alright, be there...
Author Note: The following story is fictional (maybe), only the names have been changed to protect the guilty (and the horny). * When the recession first hit, I wasn't too worried. I had a good job with a strong retailer working the back office, the price of gas and food had gone down, and the rent on my apartment was very reasonable. Then, we got word th...
Mallory sighed and pressed her fingertips into her forehead. She wanted nothing more than to go to sleep and never wake up. Her head was pounding, probably because some handsome, funny, but overly egotistical pro-football player had kept her out at all odd hours of the night after insisting upon going dancing to work off his dinner. She'd admit she'd have a...
NOTE: No offense is meant or intended to God, religion or anyone else. If you do not like reading stories that contain elements of taboo, interracial sex and adultery then please STOP reading now. ** I need you now More than ever I am yours For now and forever That is the chorus of the hit platinum single of Christian Rock's megastar Mary Margaret Hof...
Roger Petherington looked angrily at his wife, Cynthia and their 22 year old daughter, Penelope. 'What the hell went on yesterday, Cynthia?' 'What do you mean dear? Why are you so angry?' I've had a call from the District Commissioner. Apparently King M'gobo is incandescent with rage and, according to him, it is because of you and Penelope.' 'Why, that is...
Dinner with the Jakobs was much more enjoyable than Braedan thought it would be. Mrs. Jakobs was on her best behavior and Gary, Mr. Jakobs, played pony with his youngest for a large portion of the evening. Braedan spent more time getting to know Ada and Connor chimed in will as many tidbits about her growing up as he could. Jasmine, the quietest of the famil...
This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography, which is currently not updating. Stories after Music Box Dancer are: Return To Apple Grove, Media Matters, Swamp Frogs, Man of God, Fathers and Sons. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback f...