This story is part of an ongoing series. The chronological order of my stories is listed in WifeWatchman's biography. Feedback and constructive criticism is very much appreciated, and I encourage feedback for ideas. This story contains graphic scenes, language and actions that might be extremely offensive to some people. These scenes, words and actions are...
(Fictional story about fictional characters) Penny Hofstadter was laying back, lounging on the comfy, worn leather sofa in Apartment 4A which she shared with her husband Leonard. At the moment, he was sitting between her feet meticulously applying bright red polish to her toenails. He had completed a thorough pedicure and had her right foot cradled lovingly...
TWO DAUGHTERS DB86 #1 Thanks Vandemonium1 for inspiring me to write Edited by Pat CHAPTER 1 My daughter, Elise parked her brand new car in the parking lot, entered the restaurant and sat in front of me. I had to ruefully agree that she looked great in her new clothes. She looked around, spotted me and walked to my table, kissed me in the cheek and s...
Authors Note: I appreciate all your kind words- romance isn't something I usually do. There will be more to come from this series, stay tuned. *** I wasn't particularly sure how, but I had been awoken from a pleasant nap by Ken. I'm sure it was from the noise he made around the room- he wasn't particularly graceful in his movement nor was he careful in kee...
Present Day It was a dream he was used to having by now. Stephen knew it was a dream because it always started the same way. "Don't worry, he's fine," grinned Danny, from the passenger seat of his friend Rob's Dodge Intrepid. For himself, Rob took one more drink from the red solo cup before tossing it in the trash and climbing into the driver's seat. "Wh...
Sergeant Matoi bowed to one knee before Lord Drak as, in the background, several deployed autocranes strained against the weight of ages as the Domain era transport was righted, lifted, moved. The bulk of ten million tons of synthetic metals and composite materials blotted out the smeared circle that was the dominant sun of the Stumble system. Matoi ducked h...
Author's Note: Welcome back readers. My apologies for the long delay in posting this. My already-limited writing time has put a cramp in my production as it is. But, I was about 2/3 done with this chapter when the file got corrupted and I lost my work. So, I learned a hard lesson about backing up. This chapter completes an arc of Jeremy's life that began in...
Day Six: The Third Island Up and out to breakfast. The food was great. We had to hurry as we were to go swimming with the stingrays. I had purchased another roll of film for the underwater camera. Rolls of film are actually hard to find in the islands. We smoothly made it through security and out to the waiting bus. We were old hands at this by now. Swimmin...
* COMMERCIAL * The commercial faded in from black as Dove Cameron strutted into frame. Her breasts jiggled delightfully beneath her loose-fitting cami top; the garment's sheer white fabric doing little to halt the daring escape of her puffy pink nipples. Her scanty top was tucked into a pair of high-waisted denim shorts; the frayed hems barely extending pa...
I topped off my tank and returned the hose; all that was left now was to swing back home to load up, then head out. I'd just wanted to gas up first -- there were some fairly long stretches along the way without gas stations. For an older Harley, my Road King gets pretty decent mileage, but even its big gas tank runs dry a lot faster than a car's would. A hi...