I arrived at Miss Summer house around mid-morning on Saturday. I took a breath and nervously knocked at the door. After a short while I heard the lock turn and Miss Summers opened the door. 'Hello Michael, do come in.' She stepped back and I entered her hallway and waited for her to close the door. 'Come along' she said as she walked past me. I followed h...
This story is a sequel to "Jason and the Johnsons." I had a number of requests to provide a sequel. I find sequels somewhat difficult as they can often, in my mind, fail to measure up to the original nor will they go in the direction that everyone who asked for a sequel wanted (e.g., regrettably, "My Little Brownie Cupcake," was not so well received). But, t...
All characters depicted in this story are 18 or over. * It was the last class of the day and Kevin was getting really nervous. It was complicated... He had only been going out with Leanne for about three weeks. He had been in love with her for a long time and it had taken him forever to work up the nerve to finally ask her out. But she had accepted and the...
To fully grasp the significant thrust of this story it is advised that you read chapters 1 and 2 of Amish Country Blues first. Enjoy! * Hannah strode the several yards from the barn to the house dragging Tommy along behind her. Her mind was searching for the emotion that seemed to be coursing just beneath the surface of her conscious mind. Was she angry, o...
"Are you sure about this Mrs. Clause?" Amy looked up at her. "Yes Amy," and patted the elf on the head. "So how do I look?" as Mrs. Clause spun around. "You look just like Santa." Amy smiled "Why are you doing this again?" helping Mrs. Clause into the sleigh. "Amy we've all heard that song I saw mommy kissing Santa Clause, well I know that there is a lot...
Hello readers! This is my first story. I know it is not perfect. Writing does not come easily for me. It takes me much longer than people who have natural or well developed writing skill. Feedback is welcome. I hope at least some of you enjoy it. *** The love of my life and I met a bit later in life. Better late than never! We have a fabulous all around r...
It is my first week at Downton Books. I have spent three days working in the stock room, unpacking deliveries, logging new arrivals, and then stocking shelves. But now Christina has promoted me to join Austin at the front counter. 'Mrs da Silva,' Austin mutters. And he nods in the direction of the smartly-dressed woman with silver-streaked hair who has just...
The first time Biff Kraken saw the drone was on the afternoon of Christmas Day. It had been unseasonably warm—50 degrees, sunny, and calm. His dad pulled out of the driveway. Mom rode shotgun, and he was in the back with his kid brother, Greg. They were off to the movies. "Somebody got a drone," Dad noted, pointing. All looked. Across the street, the Ja...
Chapter Seven: One For The Road Rob had this last Saturday, before he went back to school for the fall semester, free. He went out in the backyard to do a little gardening. So far today things were great! The sky was clear and the sun was shinning and it was very hot. And the best part, he had gotten laid already! And what a fuck it was, he had fucked his m...
Chestnut Falls, 1949 Scotty Stephens sat up straight and cleared his throat as he turned the corner onto Maple Street. The little milk truck trundled along quietly down the little shady street and came to a gentle stop in front of the first house. Scotty sat there for a moment gripping the steering wheel. He had been looking forward to this day for weeks....